Knit a Tit

So I realized that I'm called the Knitty Kitty, the Little Miss knit, and I never talk about knitting. Well here ya go...


One particular knitter in Toronto was diagnosed with breast cancer and had to have one of her breasts removed. She was getting ready for a party and decided she would get a prosthesis. These can sell anywhere from 200-400 dollars. She found the one she had bought to be uncomfortable, hot and like wearing a piece of raw meat against her skin. So in her fury (and fear of showing up at the party lopsided) she created the titbit. A knit prothesis breast. She has made the pattern readily available for free to knitters across the land and sells them here
There are everyday tits, fancy tits, and floosie tits...

There are a few yarn stores in toronto with walls of tits...

Fantastic...

So Late Night Posting IS a bad idea..

I know I said I would blog less, but the answer to my crazyness seems to be more cathartic posting then running away from it....



I should clarify a few things.

1) in January (alignment of the stars willing) I will be moving to Brisbane Australia. I will be getting my Masters in Teaching and will then return to Canada to teach. TFG is coming along for the ride. Well, it was actually his idea and then I looked into schools. TFG will come back to Canada in August for his sister's wedding and I will join him at the end of November, unless he doesn't fined a job in Canada, or gets a teaching job in Australia, then he will come back to Oz and we will stay until June-ish.

2) I ache for normality.

I went to 3 high schools.
I've moved 5 times in the past 9 years.
I haven't had a comfortable, reliable, happy home in 9 years.
I've had apartments in University and started little specks of life that were great, but never a constant happy home with all the pieces.
My current possessions are scattered all over North America.
Some were in Toronto but now in London Ontario, some are in Hamilton, and some are here in California.

Australia is going to be an amazing adventure that I haven't been able to look forward to yet because I've been so bogged down with these last 2 prerequisite courses that I have to finish before I leave.
I WANT to go and get my Masters, I just haven't had the right head space to enjoy the excitement, and that might be better because I'm not worried about any of the scary possibilities, the whole trip still seems so unreal.

I think it will be an amazing experience and a lot of fun, but at the same time I do kinda long for a time where I will be able to decorate a home, have a place with a key, where I can lounge in my pj's on a Sunday and not care what people (read: my parents) think. A place where I can leave a coffee mug out on the counter without offending anyone.
And I will have that in Oz. For a little while.

So I hope that clarifies things a little.

LittleMissProductive.

PS. Daylight savings can suck my figurative nutsack. Sundown before 6pm is no good for a person so easily depressed lately as me.

late night blogging...

Probably not smart of me. Figured I should kind of explain myself and my spazzy blogging. I'm just freaked. The move to Australia is coming fast and I feel like I'm 17 all over again shipping off for my undergrad.
I've been incredibly stressed by my two computer science courses. They are distance studies and they have no deadlines except the exam, and even that I decide.
I don't work well that way. I need specific deadlines with consequences. I keep feeling like I should hold on to my assignments and work on them, make them better.

Part of me wonders if I'm sabotaging myself, giving myself an out.
I keep thinking of all the people I would disappoint.

I feel ridiculous. All these opportunities laid out for me and I have the nerve to come here and bitch about the pressure. Seems ungrateful.

Can't sleep.
Been very productive though. Something clicked this week. I got to use the guest bedroom space and all of the sudden, I could work. I hope I can keep this up.
6 more weeks until my goal date to write the test
6 weeks to write 4 assignments and 2 exams.

Is it wrong that I'm not excited about Australia? That I don't stay up awake at night thinking of all the fantastic new experiences I'm gonna have, but instead get excited at the thought of coming back from Australia, getting a condo with TFG and starting a life.
With a dog.
And a Sunday morning paper and coffee in bed.

Well I feel incredibly naked right now, and will probably delete this tomorrow morning when the wine wears off and I realise what a spazz I am.

First the Guvernator Now this.. UPDATED

This is going to be the extent of my posts for a while, random news stories that generally piss me off.

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Should the California Constitution be amended to require notification of the parent or legal guardian of an unemancipated, pregnant minor at least 48 hours before performing an abortion on the minor?

Summary Prepared by the State Attorney General:
Amends California Constitution, defining and prohibiting abortion for unemancipated minor until 48 hours after physician notifies minor's parent/guardian, except in medical emergency or with parental waiver. Mandates reporting requirements. Authorizes monetary damages against physicians for violation.

Fiscal Impact from the Legislative Analyst:Potential unknown net state costs of several million dollars annually for health and social services programs, the courts, and state administration combined.

Meaning of Voting Yes/No

A YES vote on this measure means:

The California Constitution would be changed to require that a physician notify, with certain exceptions, a parent or legal guardian of a pregnant minor at least 48 hours before performing an abortion.

A NO vote on this measure means:

Minors would continue to receive abortion services to the same extent as adults. Physicians performing abortions for minors would not be subject to notification requirements.
Official Sources of Information

Official WWW Site

Full Text

Impartial Analysis
from the Legislative Analyst
Arguments Submitted to the Secretary of State
Summary of Arguments FOR Proposition 73:
MORE THAN ONE MILLION CALIFORNIANS' signatures qualified PROPOSITION 73! It will RESTORE Californians' right to counsel and care for their young daughters before-- and after--an abortion. Similar laws are protecting girls in over thirty states. FOR OUR DAUGHTERS' SAFETY, HEALTH, AND PROTECTION, VOTE YES on 73!

Full Text of Argument In Favor, Rebuttal

Summary of Arguments AGAINST Proposition 73:
Prop. 73 says government can mandate family communication. It can't. Scared, pregnant
teenagers don't need a judge--they need a counselor. Vulnerable teenagers who can't talk to their parents may resort to unsafe, illegal abortions. Parents rightly want to know, but keeping teens safe is even more important.

Full Text of Argument Against, Rebuttal

Contact FOR Proposition 73:
YES on 73 / Parents' Right to Know and Child Protection2555 Rio De Oro WaySacramento, CA 95826Toll-Free (866) 828-8355Janet@YESon73.nethttp://www.YESon73.net

Contact AGAINST Proposition 73:
Steve SmithCampaign for Teen Safety555 Capitol Mall, Suite 510Sacramento, CA 95814(916) 669-4802info@noonproposition73.orghttp://www.noonproposition73.org/

UPDATE
A couple things that they don't mention on the argument for 73.
73 would require:

A judge who grants a waiver based on evidence of physical, sexual or emotional abuse by a parent or guardian to bring that evidence to the attention of the county child protective agency.

A physician who performs an abortion on a minor to file a report with the state Department of Health Services. The report must include the name of the physician, age of the girl, duration of the pregnancy, date and location of the procedure, and the type of procedure performed. The identity of the girl and the physician would be kept confidential.

Requires each Court to submit to the Judicial Council a report, by judge, on the number of petitions for waivers from the notification requirement that are filed and the number of petitions granted. The reports would be publicly available.

Why on earth they would need a record of minor's abortions screams of the current state of abortion rights in Kansas.

So the young girl doesn't have to tell her parents about the abortion but they could end up locked in jail? Yea that won't make them suspicious of her.

So every time a judge grants a waiver for parental notification they have to make a note of it, so that come re-election time their record can be used against them?

Too many paper trails for my tastes thanks. In states that have implemented this they found many young girls just left and went to different states and got them there, and for girls in San Diego that means going to Mexico.
Thats just what I like to think of, a young girl getting an abortion in Mexico!

Just Plain Gone

So Meier's has backed down.. not surprised.
The Bush Government seems to be having the crappiest week ever.... hmm... somehow I'm not broken up about it....


I'm outta here for a while. I have a lot of things going on that are going to make or break me. I'm getting to that point where it has been too long since I've seen my lovie, and the bed seems empty. Found out we wont be seeing each other until January, can't seem to handle that long anymore, my stamina for the long distance relationship is getting tired.

The last few posts have generated some interest, so check them out, or go visit the fabulousness of the many people on my blogroll..

Leave me some love,
I'll be back in a while.





Be back in a bit,

Little Miss Empty

Gnome Hunting

Waterloo Ontario is a pretty small town.
The University students there try to find things to do, and one favorite practice of a certain group of students was gnome hunting.
Gnome hunting involves stealthily running up onto people's lawns and stealing the gnomes for the collection.
They perform this ritual full camo gear.
At night.
The ritual ends with hiding all the gnomes they collect in the closet and drinking afterwards to toast their booty.

Well on this particular night of gnome hunting, two of the house mates (Jim and Michael) decided it would be fun to spice it up a bit and dropped acid before the hunt. The other housemate (Anna) stayed home to work on an essay. This was probably a good thing.
The boys went hunting for a few hours and came back, scurried to the the closet and then joining Anna in the common room.

Anna- how was the hunt?

Jim- Oh, it was good, we caught a few..

Michael- Yea, and we caught a live one!

Anna - What do you mean, "a live one?"

Michael - We a walked him over here, a real, live GNOME!!!!

Anna- Where is he?

Michael- Where would he be? we put him in the closet!!

Anna- Umm.. Maybe you should let me see him.

Michael - no way, he is ours!

Anna- Let me look in the closet. Now.

Michael- Alright fine, but just to see how kick ass my live gnome is.

Anna entered the room a little nervous, concerned as to what animal her two acid tripping housemates could have brought home, mistaking it for a gnome. She was very surprised to find a live, mentally disabled "little person" in her housemates closet. Very surprised.
She decided, and rightfully so that she should call the cops. The conversation went like this:

Anna- Yes hello officer? My housemate found this man, and we think he might be mentally disabled, and he umm. He won't get out of the closet.

Michael (yelling loudly) - Tell the cop its a gnome!!!

Officer - Excuse me? Did you say you have a retarded man in your closet,

and that he is a gnome?

Anna- Well um.. you see, the disabled man, looks like he might be a...little person

Officer- I see. So a retarded midget is hiding in your closet? We will send an officer right over.


A few minutes later a couple officers showed up and explained that they had received a call from a nursing facility that said one of their patients had escaped, and that the officers believed this person might be him. After a few minutes of explaining why on earth her roommates would have brought the man home (lying of course and claiming the boys were concerned for the man's safety) the officers determined that the young men had acted appropriately and took the man back to his home.

A few weeks later the boys got a letter, and not remembering what had happened on their last gnome hunting trek, were surprised to read that they were being awarded a commendation for good citizenship and a hefty monetary reward ($5000).

So there ya go kids, it literally pays to get high on acid, and kidnap mentally retarded little people.
By the way? True story.

Dandelions and Bullet Holes, We Stand in our Civilian Clothes

I was watching "Set it Off" on tv this weekend. Great movie.
It got cut into paper mache by TNT but it was still of interest for me...

There is a very sensual sex scene, completely cut out.
Somehow watching Queen Latifah getting riddled with bullets, her body slowly rolling to the ground, her face pained and scared, is okay.
TNT, along with the FCC determined that the viewing community is more comfortable watching a human being die, quite painfully, then watching a scene with sexual content.


The military can come to the high school, bring in a massive flight simulator, that you can't play unless you give the recruiter your information so they can hound you endlessly, yet I can't teach about birth control or condoms.

I'm starting to have a better understanding of the phrase "make love not war" and why it was so adamantly requested.
Because it wasn't what was going on.

Short posts lately.
Nick took all my words in a lively and lovely debate.
I will expound tomorrow.

Also, this is my 200th post.

g'night and g'luck.

It's Finally Happened!!!!

Well it finally happened.. I got TFG to start posting on his very own blog. There was some minor poking and prodding from bloggers, and the constant demanding from myself, and well it paid off.

I also got to stretch my photoshop skills helping him design it.
So go over there and give him a warm welcome, or I will have to hear about it.

Come visit the man who racks up my parents phone bills, the one, the only, Toronto Film Grad!

The Olsen Twins of the White Nationalist Movement

Remember that post I did about Prussian Blue?

Apparently they caught the eye of the producers of 20/20.. My mum watched the segment and wanted to vomit.

Here is an article about the segment they did on these girls


Sorry for the quick and dirty post... More later

By Popular Demand..

So in the last post there was major demand for a picture of my toe,
Okay so 2 people thought it would be cool.

So here in all its glory my toe, and its week old pedicure... Still holding up pretty well..


So there ya go ladies, solidarity for the HNT.
My first, last and only contribution...

HNT...

Yesterday I taught second grade, and for those of you that have never experienced a room with 20 short people, it can be hell. I have a great respect for elementary teachers, because I could care less if Jimmy didn't get the ball today, but to them its this HUGE deal.

In class we read a book

For those of you that haven't heard of this fabulous book, brother bear gets de-double-dared so he steals a watermelon, and learns an important lesson about peer pressure.

I found it related to how I've been feeling about "Half-Neekid Thursday". For those of you that aren't familiar with it, one blogger got a crazy idea to see how many other bloggers he could get to strip down.
It has been quite successful, with many bloggers using this trend as an opportunity to bare all...
I'm not so much down with that


There are varying degrees of people that participate in HNT. There are the tasteful nudes, and the exhibitionists, and the ones trying to prove that even though they blog, they have a life and are attractive.


The people I read regularly have used HNT and turned it on its head, which I have enjoyed greatly.

Everyone is comfortable with seeing a woman's breasts and ass, as HNT has proven, but when a woman takes control of the gaze, and shows, her tat, and only her tat, or just her leg, to me that kicks ass.

After a convo with Nick we came up with the same question, what purpose does HNT serve?
I was attracted the bloggin by the fact that the size of my tits wouldn't matter. If you want to show us them, good for you, its your body. For me? I feel like if I show all you some random naked piece of my body (any sexual portion especially) I would feel like an exhibit. My words would seem less meaningful, cause why read them when there are my boobs on full display?

Thanks to the ladies that are participating, because you are making blogdom a much prettier place. Just don't expect to see my rack on display anytime soon...

LittleMissNo-Nude

I got news for ya pastor

If he is seeing these, chances are she isn't waiting for marriage...
The dirty awful truth about abstinence only education is that not only to the students who pledge have sex, but they do it without information, and are more likely to engage in high risk sexual activity like anal sex (because they don't want to get pregnant). So what are you left with? Kids out there with no education, having sex and then being too embarrassed or ashamed to get tested because they have promised everyone they wouldn't have sex. Leaving them more likely to catch STD's and get pregnant.. And probably have really bad sex..

Today I taught PE again, as well as health.
I got a chance to paruse the health textbook.
This book is the only source for sex education these students have, and the only opportunity they have for the education.

2 words that don't appear in the glossary or index?
Birth Control
Condom

A whole lesson devoted to abstinence and STDs though...

A copied this from the book:

Practicing abstinence takes planning, preparation and self control. Here are a few steps you can follow to help you practice abstinence:

• Establish Your Priorities in Life: Priorities are those things that are first in importance. To set priorities, give some thought to your plans for the future. Think about the goals you have set for yourself, such as college or pursuing a particular career. Also think about such personal values as respect, honesty, and mortality. Consider the effects of an unplanned pregnancy or an STD on your life and what it might do to your plans.
• Set Personal limists on ways in which you are willing to express affection: Base these limits on your priorities for your life. Make sure you set limits in advance, not when in a situation where your sexual feelings are beginning to build.
• Share your feelings with your boyfriend or girlfriend: Tell your partner about your priorities and what your limits are. Be honest about your feelings and values. If you are unable to talk openly and honestly with your partner you are not in a mature responsible relationship.
• Discuss your feelings and concerns with a trusted adult: Talking with a parent, teacher or trusted adult can be a release value for pentup fears or frustrations you may have. Remember, your parents and other adults have lived through adolscence themselves. They may offer suggestions for demonstrating affection in safe and healthful ways.

So all of them except the one about being able to discuss your feelings with your partner are pretty dumb if not scary...
but it gets worse..
There are consequences to sexual activity...

Loss of Self Respect..

Engaging in sexual activity goes against many people's values and religious beliefs. A teen may find himself or herself sneaking around or lying to parents or other adult family mmembers about his or her whereabouts coupled with the constant fear of being caught, such actions and feelings can lead to guilt and regret, which can be emotionally harmful to a teen. Having and following clear values leads teens to healthy feelings of self-respect. You build character and feel good about yourself when you follow your values.

Negative Effects on Social Relationships

Sexually active teens also risk developing a reputation among peers as someone who is "sexually easy" and may find it difficult to build new healthy relationships in the future. Choosing to become sexually active can even complicate the relationship with one's partner. When sexual activity is involved., expectations in relationships often change. Many teen have found that instead of bringing them closer together, sexual activity tears the relationship apart.

It would all be funny if it was so frickin scary...

It's not a good day Seymour, I swallowed my favorite whistle this morning

Playing the Role of Middle School Gym Teacher on a Rainy Day: Me...

Enough said?

If not then let me expound...

It rains about 3 days a year in California, and I got to teach PE on one of them. So I had 45-80 kids (depending on the period) in a small gym playing hand ball with dodge balls on all the walls.. I got to pace in the middle, praying I didn't get smacked in the head and that no child got hurt.

I never liked PE. I took the duck and cover method of dealing with volleyball. So this was hell.

The best part was watching the older PE teacher (you know, the guy that might be 180 but looks like he is 50, because he is freakishly fit) who had this force field or something, protecting him from the dodge ball. Walking around like a cool cucumber. So jealous.

Gone to duck and cover under the sheet, cause guess what I have tomorrow? PE at the high school .

Also, I'm debating revoking Harriet Miers' vagina. The revelations from her "questionnaire" are pretty good evidence for her nomination. I'm too tired to tell you what this woman has done, but Bitch PhD did a good job for me.

check it out


also check out the morning post...

and

Should I Revoke her Vagina? Yes, She is crazy and unworthy of the honor No, She might just be plotting Bush's demise.

A Girl Crush

Nellie McKay, her album amazes me.
19, poet.
rapper
cabaret pianist.


Her song, "Sari"



Sometimes I feel like I shouldn't apologize so much
That it's jive it's a crutch
I just used when I'm judged
Bein' fudged by a face I can't erase and can't see
Cuz I misplaced a dossier or Monty Python CD
Or somethin' stupid like that
But jesus is that so bad
To make my ego go splat
Like a tire goin' flat
Or fat on a big mac
I'm bein' attacked
Tit for tat
You fuckin' bureaucrats
You can just apologize back

[bridge]
But I don't know when it comes and it goes
All the highs and the lows
In this motionless psychosis
Ieeieei and I die fadin' straight away
Ieeieei and I cry every waking day
I don't know what else to say

[chorus]
I'm sorry for the mess
The stupid way I'm dressed
I guess I failed my test
Oh don't you know I'm sorry for my views
I musta been confused
And yet you know that really I'm sorry for you

Well now I don't mean to offend, much
Just comprehend
When you're female and you're fenced in and
Phen-phened to no end
And no zen guide to men will help you fend off the brethren
And then the pen appears
And better than the oxygen network
Or the sword or the spear or the fork
Or the bored pork-fed horde
It's a mooring post
The whore you'll miss the most when you're away
When you're in Snowshoe PA
Doin' some play from Backstage
That deals with AIDS and race and gays and
Relationships and ballet
And then you're like "hey yay what'd you say?
I can just sing my troubles away?"
But then you're fucked
'cause you gotta make a buck
And the whole world sucks
And you're like a lame duck
That's lyin' dyin' tryin' to sell out
But there's no one buyin' and there's all this doubt
And you can preen and dream and scream and shot
But your life's affliction is the fiction of Faust

[bridge]

I'm sorry for the time
The stupid way I rhyme
I knew I shoulda chose a life of crime
I'm sorry for my blues
I know it's all old news
And yet you know that really I'm sorry for you

I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
I also mirror this apology
This idealogy of sorry
In part of the liberal theology that's leading us to hari-kari
It's like a mythology, almost
Like a malingering ghost
As we slowly decompose
Writing in the grave of the polls
Cryin' for Senator Wellstone and then proceeding to moan
At our own supposed sabotage of the elections at home
"oh somebody phone home!
The American people have spoken!"
Now is that certain?
Maybe those nice Midwestern folks were just jokin'
In any case there's no use in dopin' chokin' mopin' and sobbin'
Come on you disheartenin' dobbins
Sayin' sorry is my problem
So to conclude
I'm a little of a prude
So it's difficult for me to have to allude
To all this rude crude verbal baggage
But I manage cuz I'm a savage inside
I may listen to Enya's greatest hits
And try to control my hissy fits with pride
Won't get my hair dyed
But oh the onus of lyin' all the time
I don't wanna say, "diiiie motherfucker!"
But I wouldn't mind if you did
Sometimes even the nice girl's ego has to override the id
And so before I flip my lid my crib
And get myself out of this bind
You can hear what's on my lips but you don't know
What's in my mind

[chorus]

I'm sorry for you I'm sorry for you
I'm sorry
Waaaah


Her album makes me want to dance around... and giggle...

So intelligent.

Hear a few of her songs and an interview here
-Little Miss Happy

Today is good.

There are things today that are just really falling into place.

I'm in a very lovey mood, so a song for you all to enjoy...

This track is from a live Jack Johnson single... It makes me happy, so I'm spreading the joy... there is a hidden track as well.

click here, cause embedded tunes slow down my load time and I don't want to annoy ya!:

Click here to watch '06-GirlIWannaLayYouDownLive'

Fuck you and the artificial chocolate concoction you rode in on..

You've all seen it. The ad with the two women sitting at a spa in housecoats, eating this disgusting faux chocolate, gushing over how chocolaty it is. "Zen wrapped in Karma dipped in chocolate good" "Getting a foot massage while shopping for shoes. Chocolate shoes good!" "a full chocolate body wrap good!" "Dating a masseuse good"

I won't even go near how offensive and ill-informed the zen wrapped in karma comment is. These women go on for the entire ad talking about how superficially wonderful this low-cal treat is, proving yet again that women would rather stuff their bodies full of chemicals in order to taste something sweet, for fear of gaining a few ounces. What pisses me off is the bullshit they compare it to. Chocolate shoes!?!? Is this a spa or a mental clinic and you are recovering from your lobotomy?

There is no yogurt in the world that would inspire me to compare it to shoe shopping. Well maybe this one, because I HATE SHOE SHOPPING! If I eat something really amazing (that usually comes from all natural ingredients and is of the ice-cream variety) then it reminds me of, getting my Masters, or I dunno WORLD-FRICKIN-PEACE?!?!?!

What ever marketing brain trust came up with this campaign should be shot and pissed on. The idea that women get together and eat yogurt, gushing over its ability to let them enjoy calories is total nonsense, not to mention the brainless things these women come up with to compare it to.

You want to know what it looks like when a girlfriend and I eat faux-chocolate?

Something like this

Me: lets try these low-cal chocolate ice cream bars..

Friend: alright fine, but only because we are out of the good stuff.

Me: well it was on sale, what are ya gonna do..

(both start eating bars)

Friend: Wow... These are.... gross.

Me: Yea... splenda tastes like skunk ass.

Friend: Lets toss these out and get Hagen-Daz..

Me: Yea that would be much better.



Fuck you Yoplait.

Some Random Tidbits..

During my neurotic perusal of the ol' blog counter I came across these interesting bits of randomness:

a search of :
pimp butt
"how to say difficult things to your mother" (without quotations)
"testicle botox" (with quotations)
Paul Kokoski (probably that psycho googling himself again)

all result in an arrival to my blog.

I also found out that "blogpatrol" keeps a running count of the top 1000 blogs (according to hits).. I'm number 550. I always knew I was average..
The "Number one blog"? 1900918 hit.. it isn't even a blog.. one big bold Spanish sentence, no posts..

crazyness I tells ya..

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Today went well, special ed always lends to hilarity. One boy "Tyler" introduced himself by telling me he "liked pretty girls" while staring at my breasts, because he placed himself 10 inches away from them. One student wondered why everyone was teasing him. Maybe he shouldn't drag carry on luggage (on wheels) around school and offer everyone "moisturizer" from a small sample bottle of Dove.

Came home and watch Nip/Tuck from last week. Gotta love the porn with a plot. There is something to be said about a show that allows a man to discover the true meaning of parenting after a lesson he learned from his threesome gone awry. I really thought the tranny justice from last week to be especially enlightening.

TFG is walking around Queen Street, taking in the sights. I hope he enjoys it, in a few weeks he will be in suburban hell just like me.

Just wish we were in suburban hell together.

Then we might have some fun...

More on Babies...

So if she had to keep quiet for a week per baby.....


Mom delivers 16th child, thinking of more
LITTLE ROCK, Arkansas (AP) -- Michelle Duggar just delivered her 16th child, and she's already thinking about doing it again.

Johannah Faith Duggar was born at 6:30 a.m. Tuesday and weighed 7 pounds, 6.5 ounces.
The baby's father, Jim Bob Duggar, a former state representative, said Wednesday that mother and child were doing well. Johannah's birth was especially exciting because it was the first time in eight years the family has had a girl, he said.

Jim Bob Duggar, 40, said he and Michelle, 39, want more children.

"We both just love children and we consider each a blessing from the Lord. I have asked Michelle if she wants more and she said yes, if the Lord wants to give us some she will accept them," he said in a telephone interview.

The Discovery Health Channel filmed Johannah's birth and plans to air a show about the family in May.

The Learning Channel is doing another show about the family's construction project, a 7,000-square foot house that should be finished before Christmas. The home, which the family from the northwest Arkansas town of Rogers has been building for two years, will have nine bathrooms, dormitory-style bedrooms for the girls and boys, a commercial kitchen, four washing machines and four dryers.

Jim Bob Duggar, who sells real estate, previously lost his bid for the U.S. Senate. He said he expects to run for the state Senate next year but isn't ready to make a formal announcement.
Michelle Duggar, 39, had her first child at age 21, four years after the couple married.

Their children include two sets of twins, and each child has a name beginning with the letter "J": Joshua, 17; John David, 15; Janna, 15; Jill, 14; Jessa, 12; Jinger, 11; Joseph, 10; Josiah, 9; Joy-Anna, 8; Jeremiah, 6; Jedidiah, 6; Jason, 5; James, 4; Justin, 2; Jackson Levi, 1; and now Johannah.

Babies and other such nonsense...

I can't help it.
I let him do it again.
Tom-Fucking-Cruise.

I guess that's not fair. He didn't say it, just his cult.
Stupid Scientologists.
"Silent births"?!?!?!?!?!?!?!

For those of you that didn't hear, Scientology believes that the process of childbirth is very traumatic experience for the baby, and it to make it easier, the mother shouldn't scream.
And nobody should talk.
For the next 7 days.
Nor should blood tests or other such things be done.
Just let the baby recover.

Now, I know I'm not a scientist, but the last time I checked, babies didn't magically grow ears, after they left the womb.
The ears are there and functioning while they are still in utero.

Bottom line?
They hear stuff. Lots of stuff.
Then (according to Scientology) they should come out, and not hear anything.

I think the baby would feel like this:

blogging in the airport

Spent thanksgiving at a cottage, drove up through the beautiful fall country side, went to tim hortons drive-thru(must have had 10 cups while I was up here, swear that stuff i just crack with better marketing), saw a minivan watching sharon, lois and brahm.... felt very canadian. ate swiss chalet, damn i love chalet sauce.

 

in the toronto airport now, flight is all changed and i get home 2 hours early. cried my way through customs and looked like a spazz.

miss TFG already

harry potter to keep me company

back to normal tomorrow

i promise

 

 

littlemiss lonesome

Mr.A-Z

What can I say? the man puts on a great show. Very energetic and fun, and his mum was on stage with him (on the sidelines) and he was incredibly cute around her. I personally might not have simulated a performance with a dildo on stage if my mother was 10 feet away, but that's what makes him Mraz.

The best was when someone threw panties on the stage and he freaked.
The panties missed, and ended up in the audience. He was so excited because this was going to be his first pair, a real triumph as a musician.

Also the opening act was fantastic, check out Raul Midon here

I was also a little active yesterday, went for a 20 km bike ride around the city to High Park. It's amazing how there is this beautiful park with a lake, right in the city, and biking along the lake shore is always fun.

Yesterday I was gonna do a whole post on my renewed fondness of biking. I was going to write about how exhilarating it was to get some exercise and jet around the city. But then I woke up this morning with the worst case of bike butt ever. For those of you that have never experienced bike butt, it is this awful soreness every time you sit down, just in your inner thigh and lower but area.

Still love biking, and will definitely do more of it. But not today.

Hope everyone is well, glad nick is back amongst our ranks. He was greatly missed.

- Little Miss Sore Ass

PS. just realized, some (possibly all) of you might not know about the fabulous Jason Mraz... For your listening pleasure, a live improv track from when he first started... click here to check it out

Still Alive!

Well I made it to Toronto just fine and am having an amazing time. The construction in the apartment is pretty awful, so we've been exploring the city, doing lots of walking. So amazed with the weather, wish I had packed sandals!

Today we walked around Kensington market, got all our groceries, and just generally enjoyed the scenery.


It's weird how spending your evenings home alone watching movies is boring, but when you do it with someone you love, its the most amazing fun time..

TorontoFilmGrad (my partner in crime) gave me my anniversary present (3 years!) and its a 20 gig iPod! I completely freaked, very surprised.

Tomorrow is the visit with the doctor to get my visa for Australia in order, then a movie. Tuesday is the Jason Mraz concert... good times people. good times...

More blogging when I return from Toronto