Some people are way too sensitive.  According to some, this Old Navy onesie should be taken of the shelves.

Some breastfeeding advocates are asking for a boycott of Old Navy, Gap, and Banana Republic due to this onesie.  These advocates think that the onsie might make some breastfeeding mothers change their minds and switch to formula.  I have a feeling that if you are breastfeeding and switch to formula because of a funny onsie then you were probably on the verge of switching to formula anyway.

I feel that each person has a right to decide the best way for their baby to feed.  I breastfeed, but don’t feel that any of my friends that bottle feed are bad mothers.  It’s a personal decision.  I mean, I supplement with formula myself.  Being a new mother is hard enough.  People don’t need to make you feel any worse about it.

Having a husband that designs/codes websites in his spare time is awesome.  Well, most of the time.  It’s kind of love/hate really.  I love it because I always have someone to fix any issues that occur here, but I hate (not really hate…it more just gets annoying) when he gets a bug in his pants and wants to redesign the site.  It can sometimes be like having your mom stand over you and ask, “Is all your homework done yet, is it?!?”

This boy is such a go-getter that he constantly sends me design ideas, layout plans, and links to inspiration sites.  Don’t get me wrong I am so thankful to have him as a resource, but sometimes his go-gettingness makes me feel like a bit of a slacker.  Okay, I really am a bit of a slacker…. sometimes….so sue me!  Derek knew that when he married me.  He knew what he was getting himself into.

Right now we are looking at changing up the header…

tabs…

and looking to add some new pages, and possibly change up the side bar.  Maybe I’ll even add a tab in there for Grayson.  You know, so the grandparents can show everyone pictures and videos of their precious little baby boy.   

Anyway, we’ll see how long this takes.  The site WILL be getting a makeover.  We just have a few other projects to knock out first.

Until then….

On the way into work this morning I witnessed a kind act that came from a terrible situation.  As I drove past an elementary school I pass each morning I noticed two cars stopped in the middle lane of a three lane road.  Cars in front of me were diverting their path to either side to maneuver around the seemingly parked cars.

I then noticed that the cars in only my lane, the left lane, were slowing down to a pace that was slow even for rubberneckers.  Little did I know, they were trying to avoid an object in the road.

It seems someone’s kitty was crossing the road in the early rush hour traffic and never quite made it.  I will leave out the description, because I will probably start crying.  Lets just say that that sweet cat is now in heaven.  The cars in front of me, and myself, slowed down so that we would avoid this sweet “early to meet his maker” kitty.  It seemed, out of respect, no one wanted to even come close to hitting this poor little guy AGAIN.

After seeing the mangled cat in the road it gave me reason, since I was already driving the speed a 90-year-old runs, to examine what I could of the two car parking lot to my right.

Here is my take from the situation….

Car A saw the cat attempting to cross the road, and tried to avoid it by slamming on her breaks, but failed in that attempt.  This failed attempt caused car B to rear end car A….hence the two car parking lot.  In an effort to gain insurance info, and check on the driver of car A, the driver of car B, walked to car A’s driver’s door.  The male driver of car B noticing that the female driver of car A was distraught from the recent events crouched down next to the open door of car A to console the driver.

At a time when he was most likely was on his way into work, in the middle of rush hour traffic, a kind man took time to console a complete stranger.  A stranger that caused an accident.  This man could have just called the cops to report the accident and move on with his day, but he decided to take time out to help someone who’s heart was hurting.

I love when I have the opportunity to witness a pure act of kindness.

I am thankful for my loving and amazing husband, my two precious pup pups, and my family…both new and old.

I totally agree…

I love Coca-cola.  I’m not afraid to say it.  My friends and family love to tease me about my little addition to the sugary goodness, but I don’t care…I just love that burn in my throat!  Derek is afraid it will one day dissolve my insides.  I mean who cares that people use this delicious cola to dissolve the corrosion from their car battery.  Seriously, give me one GOOD reason I should stop drinking Coke…just one!  It’s my version of a morning coffee.

I ask all you people who turn up their noses to the most powerful brand on earth to chisel the ice from your hearts and give Coca-Cola another chance to win your heart.  To see what the heck I am talking about check out this video for a charitable program that Coca-Cola is helping with…

http://www.colalife.org/

Someone sent me this quote by George Carlin in an email recently.  My dad always said how much he loved George Carlin’s comedy, except for all the obscenities. I think the dad in him had to throw in the part about the bad language.

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints.  We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less.  We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.  We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.  We’ve multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.  We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life.  We’ve added years to life not life to years.  We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.  We conquered outer space but not inner space.  We’ve done larger things, but not better things.

We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.  We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.  We write more, but learn less.  We plan more, but accomplish less.  We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait.  We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes.  These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one-night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.  It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.  A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete…

Remember to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.  Say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.  Give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.

Remember to say, ‘ I love you ‘ to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it.  A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.  Hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.  Give time to love, give time to speak!  And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

And always…

- George Carlin, pal