I have never been big on Valentines. I don’t know why, I used to claim that it was because of feminism or commercialism, and even that it reminded me of the pain of growing up not being conventionally pretty and not feeling like I had the hope for romance the holiday celebrated, but maybe it’s just that I don’t like this time of year. Its cold and snowy and I just want to start planting stuff so bad. Who’s bright idea was it to put a holiday exclusively about romance in the middle of a season where it’s too cold to wear anything pretty or sexy on a date? (Probably someone who didn’t live in USDA Zone 4-5, I guess) It just seems like a holiday that shouldn’t be that big of a deal, like St. Patricks Day or Groundhog Day, but that people get waaaaay too obsessed over. As an adult, the part of Valentine’s Day that bugs me the most is the school party. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all about holiday parties at school, but I just don’t like Valentines Day. The era of Pinterest has only made school parties higher pressure than ever, and I can manage that at Halloween (because I love Halloween), but Valentine’s Day? Blech.
A lot of homesteading bloggers spend a lot of time talking about how they keep their home. Maybe it’s so that they’ll have something to write about in the winter. Maybe it’s because some homesteader types are also June Cleaver, good housewife, often slightly creepy religious types, and they just love their cleaning as part of their traditional gender roles. I have stated before that I don’t want to dwell on that topic, partly because it’s boring as hell (cleaning sucks), and partly because it always seems to end up sounding slightly sexist. But I’ll let you in on a little secret; it’s also because I suck balls at it.
And then there are times we have these little conversations that make me think “Oh yeah, there’s my handiwork!” Today was one of those days.
We are huge Aventure Time fans in our family. We have watched since season 1 and hope there will be many more years of seasons to come. We’re geeks like that.
That being said, I am highly disgusted by one of the most recent episodes, Breezy. To sum this episode up, a very depressed Finn (who, if you don’t know, is a young teen orphan boy, who was raised by dogs, and who recently lost his arm in a failed attempt to establish a relationship with his deadbeat biologic father) gets stalked and groomed by a pedophiley bee, and then sexually assaulted by Lumpy Space Princess (a secondary character who makes regular appearances on the show).
Yeah, this is a children’s show.
I am an intactivist. For those who don’t know, that means I oppose routine infant circumcision and all forms of genital cutting performed on minors without medical necessity (this goes for male, female, and intersex children). It does not mean I oppose circumcision in general, it just means that I believe strongly that the only person who has a right to make that choice is the person the procedure is being performed on.
When Elijah was born I knew right away I would never put him into Boy Scouts. The Boy Scouts were not inclusive, and for all I knew Elijah might be gay. More than that, I didn’t want to support an organization that was bigoted towards LGBTQI people. It just doesn’t match up with our family values. Even now that they have made the move to allow gay scouts in the program, I am still offended at their refusal to allow LGBTQI troop leaders, as if they think anyone who doesn’t fit into their narrow gender/sexuality binary is a child molester.
By now I’m sure everyone has seen this meme going around Facebook, everybody passing it along with statements like “So True!” and “This will never be me again!” I read it and felt pissed. Oh great, another thing I’m being judged for at the park. And anywhere else where mom’s judge each other, which is pretty much everywhere.
In the parenting circles that I run in, there is a lot of talk about parenting peacefully. I’m all about peace and generally consider myself to be a pretty low key and permissive parent. I never spank or use any kind of physical hitting as punishment. In fact, I don’t punish often at all. I’m a big believer in natural consequences, compromise when possible, and lots of talking and teaching, rather than punishment. But more and more, I’m starting to think that all this pressure to be a perfectly zen parent all the time is unrealistic and putting way too much pressure on parents.
I am passionate about supporting public education. I believe it is vital for strong communities and strong nations, and research backs me up. I am interested in making sure that all children in the US have access to a top notch, well funded, education, provided by dedicated and well educated staff.
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