The Week In Rant: Spooky Halloween Edition

The Week In Rant: Spooky Halloween Edition

It’s Friday! Time for The Week In Rant!  

1. Favre Wants to Play
2. Wedding Stress
3. You Won’t Let Your Daughter Play With What?

Remember when you were a little kid and you got hurt or sick but you begged and pleaded with your mom and dad to let you out to play anyway? That’s what Brett Favre reminds me of. A silly little kid who is throwing a tantrum and refusing to sit it out and just heal. I know that T-Jack as a backup isn’t the greatest idea in the world, but do we want a broken Favre on the field either?

Do you think Favre should sit this one out?  Do you wish Favre would just go away altogether?

My brother’s wedding is 8 days away. The stress is mounting. My husband and I are bickering. There is no way on God’s green earth that my 2 year old is going to actually stand still to have his picture taken (despite how uber debonair he will look in his little tuxedo), or get down the aisle for that matter. My first, last and ONLY rehearsal with the pianist is tomorrow. I feel ready, but am nervous- it has been years since I sang in front of a live (and BIG) audience like this (no, drunken karaoke doesn’t count). So, I showed up to work today, took a deep breath and decided not to sweat the small stuff. It’s not my day. It’s my brother’s. Despite the lack of communication and coordination of the wedding party logistics (which has really been driving a type-A freak like me insane), I am going to suck it up and go with the flow. No more whining. No more complaining. No more thinking this day has anything to do with me. I expected this much and more when I got married 5 years ago. The least I could do is return the favor without any bitching. 

 Do weddings stress you out? How do you overcome it?

I’ve talked a little bit about my “friend” who had a baby back in January of this year. The more we talk about our kids and how we are choosing to raise them the more I find us on opposite ends of the parenting spectrum. I’ve said a million times- there is no right way and everyone has to make the best choices for themselves from breastfeeding, to childcare (private home vs daycare center) to crying it out (and the list goes on). She made a comment the other day that floored me. She said, “The day I buy my daughter a toy vacuum cleaner or a kitchen set will be a cold day in hell.” I gave her a confused look and said, “Why?” She responded, “I don’t want her to think that those things are a woman’s job.” To which I snorted (yes, I snorted in my own self-righteous mommy moment) and said, “Well, geez. I hope my son doesn’t grow up thinking he’s a girl because he loves to help mommy and daddy by pretending to vacuum, prepare meals and mow the lawn.” I told her that I picked Jack up from school one day and him and his buddies were “cooking hamburgers”. He held up the little plastic hamburger and said, “Want one mommy?” to which I said, “Oh yes! Delicious Jackson!” Her daughter isn’t even 1 yet and she’s worrying about gender roles. Perhaps she should consider buying her something other than the color pink to wear then.

Do you have any toys that you refuse to let your children play with (other than the ones that are clearly inappropriate for their age)?

Have a fantastic (albeit chilly) weekend- bundle those little ones up! Happy Halloween! 

2 Comments on "The Week In Rant: Spooky Halloween Edition"

    Oh my goodness! What is she going to do when her daughter gets older and she asks her to help around the house? She's already pounding into her daughter's head that she doesn't need to clean. This is a disaster waiting to happen. This is how gender roles got started in the first place. I am in the middle of a women's history class in school and we are learning all about this kind of stuff and gender roles. You are instilling the perfect values in Jack by showing him that men help out too. I am struggling with this right now with 4 little ones and a man who never had to do ANYTHING growing up because his mom did it all for him now its a constant struggle to get help around the house. If I ask him for help I always get a "In a minute" or " I will" but that "minute" never comes. Then if I get mad I'm just a nagging bitch. I do all the cooking, 90% of the cleaning, ALL the laundry, helping with homework for 3 kids (who aren't his). Like you said, her daughter shouldn't wear pink and maybe she shouldn't accept help from daddy either because then she may grow up thinking she needs help from a man to do things. Pathetic.

    Thank you for verifying that I'm not being a jerk for thinking her comment was absurd! Of course, this comment is coming from a woman who was certain her baby would sleep like an angel and never fuss (true story- apparently her mom told her she was the perfect baby). Excuse me while I sit here with my evil mom smirk and laugh my evil laugh… bwahahahahaha.

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