
What do the Disneyland employees do to relax during their lunch break?
They ride the tea-cups of course!!
I thought this Disneyland ride operator, all alone on the teacups, was charming. Just because you work at Disneyland does not mean you are a regular there. I knew a girl in high school who had never had the financial means to visit Disneyland, until the day she was hired to run the Matterhorn ride. And she was simply enthralled with everything about Disneyland. She adored her job. I think maybe this guy might be a lot like her. And I hope he gets a chance to go on all the rides one lunch break at a time.
Every now and then I have to break from the funny and write about something that just totally and completely pisses me off. And I do so, knowing that there is a very good chance I will upset SOME of my readers. So I usually sit on it, wait a little bit until I feel like I HAVE to blog about it or EXPLODE.
Let me give the facts:
- Woman gave birth to 8 babies at once
- She is 33 years old
- She has 6 other children
- Those children are ages 2-7 (a set of twins included)
- She lives with her parents in a very modest 3 bedroom home.
- This woman is single.
- She had in-vitro fertilization
- No one knows the fertility clinic used
- The grandfather of the 8 babies is returning to his native Iraq to earn money to pay for all these children.
- The same grandfather told reporters he was taking everyone away where “no one (media) will ever be able to reach them”
- The mother AND her family recently filed for bankruptcy.
Okay so those are the facts. Some of which you already know from the overly glowing headlines about this successful birth. Successful? The babies are so premature and underweight they don’t even have intestines yet. Because this mother choose to take the ultimate gamble and have 8 eggs implanted, and all 8 took, she has now compromised the health of ALL the children. And let’s talk about in-vitro…most fertility Doctors coming forward say that assisting in fertility on a 33 year old woman who already has 6 young children is UNETHICAL. So who did this? No one knows. But when we find out, they should have their license pulled.
Since the media (thank you CNN and FOXNews) insists on trying to paint this as a GOOD THING. I am repulsed. Let me be the first to say that is disgusting and this woman need a psyche evaluation pronto. I can not imagine a woman doing this, not only to these premature babies, but to the 6 small children she ALREADY HAD. How do you explain to them that they can’t have new school clothes, or a playdate or even a birthday present because mommy choose to have 8 more babies while she was in bankruptcy? How do you tell the 2 year old she already has that she will have to wait to get her breakfast until all 8 of the other babies are feed first? I am heartbroken by this act. Those poor poor children.
Now lets talk money. Not money to raise all 14 children under 7, that I will get to later. Let’s talk about the TEAM of doctors, nurses and specialist that worked for months planning the delivery of these premature babies. And the slew of people still caring for them around the clock in the neonatal care. And we all know the odds of these premies having medical complications is very high. So I am sure this mom is expecting SOME ONE ELSE to pic up the tab on that too. Ever wonder why insurance is so expensive? THIS IS WHY. People carelessly and thoughtlessly put themselves in situations which require an insane amount of resources.
Okay so lets now address the issue at hand. And let me defend myself before I am attacked. I happen to think the advances in fertility treatments are great. I think being able to give a couple a baby of their own after years of trying is really a good thing. BUT (and its a big but) If you are going to engage in any fertility treatments where the odds of extreme multiples are a possibility you had better be darn ready to ‘eliminate’. What? You are not comfortable with that? Because you don’t want to “play God?”…well then you shouldn’t have “played God” and messed with extreme fertility in the first place. If you had left everything ‘up to God’ then you would know God had decided not to give you a natural baby yet. Perhaps he intended for you to adopt? Or perhaps he just wanted you to wait a little longer….but no you ran down to the fertility doctor and had him get involved and now you find you have 3, 4 or 8 babies in there. If you do not eliminate you are putting all of them at risk and at best compromising the quality of life for one or all if they have birth defects from being premature. You are facing a ‘Sofie’s Choice’ of your own making. I know, I know you watch John and Kate plus 8 and you think it works out perfect all the time. THEY ARE ANY EXCEPTION. Why the heck do you think they got a TV show?
Now discuss in the comments. Play fair though. No personal attacks on each other. When I feel this strongly about something I always stop and think…’there is someone out there who feels JUST AS STRONG’ against me. I know that. And you know what? That is okay.
*UPDATE: Since I wrote this post a bit of information has come out about the mother. Apparently she has been obsessed with having children since she was 14. She saw a therapist about this issue for years. Her mother did not support her IVF decision, and actually knew nothing about it until she was 4 months pregnant. The home all 17 people are planning on living in is 1300 sq ft and has 2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. It has been reported that DCS is already saying they will not allow it. It is now generally accepted this woman is MENTALLY ILL. She had been working in a fertility clinic as well (this media report is sketchy at best) She has also told the media she expects to make $2 million for her first interview. So far, no one is offering her money for an interview (thank goodness).
I now know what the choreographer of Beyonce’ Single Ladies was doing in the mid-1960’s. Oh the art of the mash-up. Everything old is still old new again.
You don’t have to watch the whole thing…but man it just gets better and better….
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My mom and I live in the same town and she has a key to my home for practical reasons. Like when she is doing me huge favor like waiting for the cable man or bringing kids home after school when I am not here. Plus I have a key to her house-so its only fair. Yesterday mom stopped by, and I wasn’t home. This morning I woke up and took a look at a scrap piece of paper next to my computer where I had scribbled random phrases and words. Something to write on Facebook (“Marcy thinks today could use more cowbell”), a Tee shirt motto (to be created by clicking on the Spreadshirt ad on my sidebar) “I’m confused. Act surprised.“….and a reminder to call Laura from PTA and Disney to reserve my spot in the Its A Small World preview event. Apparently my mom sat down at my computer when she came by and added her own commentary. And you wonder how far the apple falls from the tree?
Not far people. Not far at all.
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Orange County, Calif – A January Sky….
A day at the Disneyland parks with a perfect sky is as close to photographer Nirvana as it gets for me. So many great shots to take. I have chosen 2 of my favorites. Including the Penny Arcade where my mom once meet Walt Disney when she was a child. I have uploaded more shots on my Flickr account HERE ….
*Happy to be a part of the global phenomenon SkyWatch….where people like me have their head in the clouds.
When Margarie had her head plugged into 220 volt hair curlers, all she could think about was getting herself a cola.
Well, that and how stupid she must look.
Beauty hurts. Sometimes beauty even fries and smokes a little.
"O-o-oh!"

Welcome to another installment of photos that seemed perfectly normal at the time…and now? Now they just baffle the mind. Now what could be going on here?
I was about 11 years old and I was in a dance group that performed at such glorious events as conventions and if we were desperate lucky even a local Elks Lodge. And sometimes we shared the evening entertainment with celebrities. And by celebrities I mean such great names as Chuck E. Cheese and Purple Monster. I am wearing a costume from a very glamorous form of dance called….wait for it…..CLOGGING. Actually I loved clogging…and performing at Knott’s Berry Farm was the highlight of this year. So it was the end of the night and we were asked to come back out on stage for a photo. With the illustrious Chuck E. Nevermind that we saw him back stage smoking and asking the cocktail waitress for beers. He may or may not have even grabbed Angie’s butt too. We were never sure.
I can name everyone of these girls. Not so much because I was BFFs…but because they were such a big part of my life. Dancing consumed me all the way till college. Where, after several musical theater performances it became clear the career choice for a dancer was slim. It was either teach it or pole dance. So I traded that dream for another. To become a writer. And who would have guessed a photo this BAD would be what I would write about 20 years later. There’s comedy in that.
*Part of We are THAT family linky….so worth the click trip over there. Plenty people willing to embarrass themselves like me.
Can everyone stop for a moment and check out the awesome new advertiser I have on my sidebar? SPREADSHIRT! Most of you know I am a huge fan of Spreadshirt….’Santa’ even sent tie-shirts for the boys which I can not get them to stop wearing. Remember? Since I have a background in apparel production that goes back ions…I can totally appreciate this business model. Instead of creating a line of T-shirts and guessing what people want, they just turned the tables and said “FINE! You design it!”…but don’t worry they have THOUSANDS of images and logos to play with. Jack’s guitar teacher, Ross, got a killer guitar image with the words “Ross & Roll” on it as a Christmas gift this year. See what I mean? It is just FUN. I don’t know how they can manage to make one-of-a-kind shirts so quickly and with such high quality printing….BUT THEY DO. So do yourself a favor and click thru using the AD on this page (please) and see what all the talk is about. I like to go there and just mess around designing shirts. I am thinking my next shirt is going to be “I don’t get drunk. I get awesome” as a Valentines gift for me The Husband. But who knows? The possibilities are endless. (Children’ s sizes, plus sizes, maternity and all the rest available) Have FUN!

“Look we are ‘just good friends’ the fact that we are both smiling like insane vein popping people on a cereal box doesn’t mean anything. Gosh don’t make more out of this than it is k?”
Yup, this is ready to be inducted into the The Glamorous Life Association hall of fame BPPD (Bizarre Product Packaging Division). As if the multi-cultural angle that was being thrown in our face wasn’t enough…check out the tagline:
“Flakes, TWIGS and Granola”.
Twigs? Really? Actual Twigs? What the heck? and the other box? It says “Flakes, BLOSSOMS, Granola and raisons”. Okay look Kashi, I am all for eating healthy and even organic…but TWIGS and BLOSSOMS? I don’t care how much fiber there is in this gardeners delight…I am NOT going to eat it for breakfast. So that version in your concept room with “Dirt and Pebbles for extra crunch!” ? Yeah, I think you should nix that whole thing right now. Who wants to be good friends with someone who eats yard clippings?
Are any of us surprised it is on sale?
*Photo from my favorite comedic inspiration; Yorba Linda Vons. See other jewels found there…
Back to School Knives
Should I be worried?
The Dot Matrix