Hi! Storm here! I got something I thought was funny and I wanted to share it with you guys? Hope ya enjoooy~ <3
Hey guys! I just wanted to share a short video with you. Enjoy!
…Batman is a jerk…
Bad Girls vs Good Girls
- Good girls loosen a few buttons when it’s hot. Bad girls make it hot by loosening a few buttons.
- Good girls only own one credit card and rarely use it. Bad girls only own one bra and rarely use it.
- Good girls wax their floors. Bad girls wax their bikini lines.
- Good girls blush during love scenes in a movie. Bad girls know they could do it better.
- Good girls think they’re not fully dressed without a strand of pearls. Bad girls think they’re fully dressed with just a strand of pearls.
- Good girls wear high heels to work. Bad girls wear high heels to bed.
- Good girls say, ”Don’t… Stop…” Bad girls say, ”Don’t Stop…”
Grandma’s Racy New Panties
An old woman buys herself some bright red crotchless panties and goes home to surprise her husband.
When her husband comes home, she calls him into the bedroom and points to her new panties. “Hey old timer,” she says, “come and get some of this!”
The old man says, “Hell no, woman. It done ate a hole in your drawers!”
I can’t wait to get this old so that I can just say and do what I want! Have a great day ladies and germs.
Just in case there might be little ears around,
I won’t say it, I’ll just spell it out:
I feel like pound sign, question mark, star, exclamation point.— Kevin Fowler, “Pound Sign (#?*!)”
I have been on blogging hiatus. Not because I had nothing to say, but circumstances and all the activity, that would become a story, has made me unable to reach my blogging space. Each time I try to sit and type I am faced with another dilemma. All I can think to myself is what I tell my Aspie kid, “life gets in the way.” It’s been tough, yes, but all I hear in my head is this guy!
So many hiccups have arisen. I have had my boys embarrass me, I have had those Aha moments. I have cried so much, I think my tear ducts are in drought season. I have prayed and prayed and prayed some more for clarity.
Through it all, I have neglected my blog. But, I wasn’t ready to share. I’ve been in search of my voice. I know that our blog is very eclectic. We have a broad niche, so to speak. I speak on a little of everything, and use this as a forum to vent, talk about parenting, tell my story and journey as a mom who has special needs kids, and to reach out to parents like myself, who see humor in God’s gift called life. I try to be an optimist and look at the bright side, but I get low sometimes. My voice is both a whisper and a roar and I am coming to terms with what I want to say. So, thanks for bearing with my chaos. I promise that you will see a more concise anarchy soon. I’ve decided to schedule my rants, work-up my whispers, and fine tune my meanderings. I look forward to sharing who I am, who we are and why I have my virtual goggles on through this journey. Yes, I’m back, and I’m taking the brakes off. I’ve found…
Commercials are under fire now a days. I caught this one and had to wonder whether this was racism or if it was cultural differences? What do you think? Pipe in….
Be Mine!!! Luv You!!! Forever and Always, or at least until next year. The romance! The warm and fuzzy feeling we get from that special some one, or did I just pee myself? I’m tired of being tortured! If I hear Tom Cruise say, “You complete me,” one more time tonight, I WILL SCREAM! Just what we all need, once a year, to know that we are important enough to get a box of chocolates, some flowers, a teddy bear, and maybe a nice dinner, or night out without the kids. And back home for some ‘Before the Kids, Sex.’ Whatever!
We are assaulted with the movies, the ads, the urgency to buy the heart-shaped cards, red foil wrapped boxes, or the disgusting conversation heart candies that our pallets have all grown to tolerate over the years.
Valentine’s Day is such a commercial holiday, and I’m not saying this just because I’m single. In truth, I never really bought into Valentine’s Day and the marketing machine that pumps out all the merchandise and social acceptance for couples, and one nighters. But, as it comes to a close, all I can say is good riddance. I am so tired of being reminded that I am not a part of a couple, oh pitiful me. Blah!
Valentine’s Day; or ‘Single Awareness Day,’ as I have come to call it, has become a big shout out to us flying solo. News Flash! I am not a loser! I am not a part of the ‘Forever Alone Guy’ club. I gets plenty of love, all year round.
“Singles Awareness Day (S.A.D.) is a holiday for people who are not involved in romantic relationships as an alternative to Valentine’s Day. Those celebrating the event are encouraged to wear the colors green or black to show contrast to the color red associated with Valentine’s Day. It is unclear when and by whom the holiday was invented, but the earliest known mention of the term can be found on Luceo Magazine in an article posted on February 16th, 2002. In the article, the author Aimee Monique Hale proposed that Valentine’s Day should be renamed to “Singles’ Awareness Day” in celebration of singlehood.”
I have decided to wear green and black and draw all my hearts upside down this year. I will rejoice in the fact that I can sprawl across my bed and lay spread eagle without trying desperately to avoid my un-pedicured foot from touching a bare leg.
I have decided that I will flaunt the fact that I can cut the cheese in my own space and bask in the ambiance, without fear of judgement and, or pending divorce.
I have decided that I will go out and eat alone and order, two dinners with No intentions of sharing.
I have decided that I will not do my hair and makeup just to have my hair fall and my mascara run while sitting in the stuffy movie theater and crying over some sappy chic flick!
I will not feel the desperate need to eat Häagen-Dazs® Chocolate ice-cream and sulk, as I sit staring at TV in my yoga pants.
No! I will not watch a mushy love story tonight! No I will not text all my male phone contacts and tell them they’re special. No! I will not feel less than sexy in my flannel pj’s as I enjoy reading or blogging in my room.
Single Awareness Day, for me, is a triumph! I have been liberated. I am comfortable, happy even…that I can proudly say I am Single! Is it by choice? Maybe, maybe not, but it is my choice whether I want to tell you that. And anyways, I only have to remain that status for the next half hour; and then, Valentine’s Day is officially over, and we are all back to ignoring each other, being indifferent, or planning for next year… when we get to blatantly be the hams that we are, and show our affection again.
Bet I out do all of you next year. I’ve had plenty of time on my hands to plan while you were preoccupied with all that Valentine’s stuff! Aware of Being Single, goodnight!
Spike and Hara were sitting in mom’s room watching a movie.
“What are you watching?” I ask.
“A movie.” Hara replies. ”Awww!! A baby.”
That gives me an idea.
“Where do babies come from.” I ask them.
“Tummies!” They both reply.
“Well, how do they get in there?” I ask.
“Umm…They grow.” Hara says.
“But, how do they get in their mommy’s tummy.”
“I dunno. Marbles?” Hara suggest.
“Marbles?” I asked, confused.
“First they’re marbles. Then they grow.”
“So how do they get in their moms tummy, though?”
“Ummm…” She looks like she’s really thinking about it.
“Spike, how do babies get in their mom’s tummy?”
“You’re just copying, Hara.”
“‘Cause its true! They be marbles and goes up, up to the sky, then down to the ground. Then up, then down.”
“Yeah? But how do they get in there?” Hara asks the question I’d been asking the whole time.
“They just…Their mommy eats them!”
“No! I’ve tell the real story.”
I’m a bit shocked by that and wonder if she knows the ‘real story’
“The babies come. They open the tummies and…WAIT!”
“What?” I ask again.
“What were you going to say?
“Can I paint your nails?”
“….If you finish telling where baby’s come from.”
“Fine. They’re marbles.”
“You keep saying that.”
“That’s because, they are. They open the tummy. Then they shrink into marbles and start growing into a…a thing and soon it turns into a baby!”
“How do they come out?” Spike asks.
“You don’t wanna know.”
“Yes I do.”
Okay…I warned you…” She says and tries to whisper the next part. “They come out their mom’s butt.”
“EEEEEEEWWWWWW!” Spike yells. “Why’d you tell me that?”
“You said you wanna know.”
“No, I didn’t.”
“Yes, you did.”
I sigh walking out.
“Wait! Let me paint your nails!!” Hara calls.
Oh. Don’t worry. I did…eventually, allow Hara to paint my nails. She did a pretty good job.
Later that night, Hara’s not feeling well and crawls into my bed.
“You’re room is so cold…” She mutters.
“What’s wrong?” I ask, when I notice her staring at me.
“Nothing.” She moves under the covers and lays next to me. Within minutes she’s sleep.
About a 30 minutes later its bedtime. Spike comes into the room.
“Storm, can you come with me?” Spike asks.
“Where?” I ask back.
“To watch TV.”
“No. You’re suppose to be sleeping.” I say.
He pouts for a second.
“Storm.” He calls again.
“What?” I ask.
“I’ll tell you it.”
“Tell me what?”
“The story!” He smiles.
“What are you talking about?”
“Babies come from the stomach.”
“Oh…That story.” I say.
“How do they get in there?” I ask him.
“Yeah.” He nods.
“How?” I ask.
“They…uh…They shoot the mom then, they come back to life.”
“Ummm….” He taps his finger to his head.
He walks away. Before bursting back into the room, just minutes later.
“I want somebody to come in the bed with me!” He whines to me.
“I’ll get in the bed with you if you tell me the story.” I offer.
He doesn’t say anything and walks away again. He comes back into the room, chewing something.
“What’s in your mouth?” I ask.
“I don’t know!” MiMi says running in.
“I wasn’t talking to you.” I say before turning to Spike. “Spike, what’s in your mouth.” I ask him.
“Nothing.” He says.
“Say ah” I order.
“No.” He closes his mouth.
“Take it out your mouth, now.”
He finally gives in and opens his mouth.
“Here.” He says, trying to hand it to me.
“Eww… Its gum! Where did you get this?”
“On the floor….”
“You’re nasty, Spike!” MiMi cried.
“Can I have it back?”
“No.” I say.
“But I wanna eat it!” Spike whines.
“I wanna eat the dirty gum!!” Spike shouts.
“Yuck!” MiMi said.
“Why did you even eat dirty gum?” I ask.
“I didn’t.” Spike says.
“No. I drank juice.”
“So, you were chewing juice?”
“No. I was drinking juice and chewing NASTY gum!” Spike says
“Why?” I ask.
“Cuz it tasted good in my mouth.” He explains.
“Boy’s are disgusting.” MiMi cut in.
“Your the butt of disgusting!” Spike sticks his tongue out.
“That doesn’t make sense!”
“…Shut up!” Spike snapped stomping out.
MiMi and I exchanged looks before laughing.
He never did tell me the rest of the story, but I guess I guess always try to get him to tell me some other day. Until then stay tuned for “Where do babies come from? Part 3″
Most of us have seen this commercial many times. It aired last year during the Superbowl and Gracie and her family were revisited this year during the Super bowl. I really thought nothing of it. In fact, I thought both were adorably cute, probably what the writers and directors were aiming for when making it. A cereal commercial that has the cutest little ambiguously raced child. Her main goal is merely to keep her family healthy. So, she makes sure her dad gets the Cheerios he needs. Sounds innocent enough, right? Well, this commercial, and now it’s sequel, has sparked so much controversy, I am at awe. I just don’t understand why or where the hate, and yes, it is hate, is coming from.
Our society has a long way to go. Th is year's commercial shows a daddy and Gracie discussing a new addition to the family. She agrees to a baby brother, if a puppy is included in the deal. Cheerios are the focal point, featured here, and the simple everyday message is wholesome, family, healthy, but this isn't for the interracial family. What? On the D.L Hughley Show , a caller responds with disgust and anger. After listening to this response, I was taken aback, and needed to adjust. I wasn't raised this way. I didn't raise my interracial kids this way, and I just can't wrap my head around it all.
So you decide. Is it ok? Shouldn't we represent all kids and families? Or are we not to show this, in 2014, non the less. What do you think? Teaching Tolerance is key, but what of those so stuck or what seems to be blinded? Sound off.
White Callers On Interracial Cheerios Commercial | The DL Hughley Show
I was putzing around the internet; and like always, I find some truly interesting sights. I love the quizzes and tests that are fun and still insightful. This was clever, and fun. So here’s another look at your personality on this lazy Sunday. This post is via connectiontocreative Enjoy!
WHAT DOOR WOULD YOU WALK THROUGH?
~ PERSONALITY TEST ~
Pick the door that looks the most appealing to you. This might reveal a few things about your personality. Let us know what door you picked and if the answer was accurate for you.
1 – You are a fun individual that likes to keep things light and airy. You are all about nurturing others and appreciating the simple luxuries in life; such as your fine dishware, favorite candle or eating artisan bread from the local bakery. You most likely have a love for traveling and other cultures. You truly want the best for everyone and love creating a welcoming atmosphere. It is important to remember that if you ever feel that you need help or support, it is OK to just ask someone.
2- You are clean and simple and don’t like any frills. You might strive to have a clean and perfect existence; but is it totally worth it? Don’t you feel that there is something missing? You are all about your personal achievements and you take pride in your work or career. Although you might be on track with your career path or have a few diplomas/ certificates on your wall, you need to spend more time on developing yourself as a person. Remember… the real you. Life is all about creating balance, surrounding yourself with color and creating memorable adventures. If you are finding that you have been taking the safe road lately, try veering off the beaten path. You might surprise yourself!
3 – It is obvious you are a quirky individual and very interesting to the people that you let into your life. You are good at many things… a “Jack or Jill of all trades”. You are an artistic individual that expresses yourself in many ways. You can make something out of anything and are not a stranger to your local thrift shop. You can basically make vintage “new” again. It is easy to get stuck inside the house or inside your urban bubble; but remember that you have to get out and connect with nature. It is time to come down out of the clouds and get grounded!
4 – You are an old soul that can be slightly dramatic. You are a very artistic person that loves to express yourself through writing, music, art or some kind of expression. You are a dichotomy; for you can be very open and friendly, yet closed and deeply private. You often have your guard up, keeping your thoughts and troubles to yourself. Although you might think that nobody will truly understand you, if you allow yourself to open up and share your feelings, you will feel so much better. Deep down you are not aright with any imperfections and you feel the need to come across as “the rock” in any group situation. Know that people are willing to share their feelings with you and want you to share your feelings with them.
5 – It is very important for you to fit in and feel as though you are a major contributor in every situation. You always have things going on, for being productive is what makes you feel at ease. Your busy-ness can sometimes cause the need for you to become more aware of what is really going on around you. What does your body want you to be doing? It is alright to relax on a Monday and simply just BE. Feel free to take some time to figure out what you really love to do. Possibly try some new hobbies or activities that are out of your normal routine. Explore being you, even if that means relaxing. Life is not just about how many muffins you can make in a single batch or how many fit-it jobs you can do in one day.
6 – You are a confident person with an eye for detail. You can come across as someone who is all together and exciting; yet you are just YOU on the inside. You care about your appearance and how the world sees you, yet the inside your home or car is probably a total mess! Your personality can be self destructive, for you could turn against yourself when the going gets tough. The life of a person who is a living a total contradiction… has got to be a difficult one. Remember to breathe and just relax. Life is not just about pleasing others. Truth is, the world isn’t always watching… Take time to reflect on who you truly want to be? What is it that you truly want to do?
7 – You are a simple minimalist that always has important things to do. You care for others and find your time anything but your own. You surround yourself with meaningful things, for you are very sentimental. Family and friends are very important to you and you would do anything for them. Not putting yourself first has made your life a safe and complacent one. What is it that can enrich your life today? What will make your life more colorful and enjoyable? Even though life gives you labels such as a mother, father, wife, husband, teacher, manager, etc; remember that your life is still YOUR life. Take a moment to decide what you want your future to look like. It is perfectly acceptable to want wonderful things to happen to you. Carpe Diem.
8 – Your fun and playful personality keeps you young and youthful. Although you are easy going, you tend to have lower self-confidence and anxiety about specific things in your life. You are usually unorganized; yet don’t even know where to start to help yourself to fix the messy problem. You are a proud individual but you need to learn to love yourself more. You need to take the time to find yourself through self expression. How are you currently expressing yourself to the world? Remember that there are people around you that can help you, but you need to let them know you are willing to receive help. Life is easier when you let people in.
9 – You are a quirky person that is always making things work. You are an amazing problem solver that prides yourself on your thrifty living. You like to live an uncomplicated life and usually get by with the basics. Why would you need anything else? You are very easy to please and love doing things for others. Whether it be fixing your neighbors toilet, building a bird house for your mother out of reclaimed wood or helping your friend find a great living room set at the thrift shop; you are always there to lend a hand. Remember that life is special. It is OK to treat yourself to amazing things. You are special too!
10 – You are one who truly appreciates stability and wholeness. You are a reliable person that takes pride in their love of quality and detail. Some might say “cookie cutter”, but you say dependable! You always know what you are getting because you have checked the consumer reports. You love safety and security in all parts of your life. You prefer not to have anything frivolous or extra, if you can’t see the use for it. Chances are you have some sort of creative side that you have curbed in some way. You might love scrap-booking, music or art; yet would never try to make it your career. You feel your problems are your own and nobody needs to be burdened with them. Just keep in mind that exposing your true self to the world (or your neighbors) is not a crime. We are all human.