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Holier than Thou?

So I'm reading up on Madonna's failed adoption bid and her subsequent jetting out of the country. I couldn't help but wonder how badly she wanted the child, Mercy, if she left as quickly as she did?

There are millions of children across the globe who are in desperate need of being adopted. They have no homes, no living relatives and no one to care for them. So when someone comes in, it's automatically viewed as a great opportunity for both the would-be parent and child.

Angelina Jolie is viewed as practically a saint in some areas because of her mixed family. Josephine Baker (and this might be before your time, little ones) had many, many children from all over the world. But the two ladies have one thing in common: they played by the rules.

Madonna, I'm assuming, is used to getting everything she wants and is not used to someone telling her no. So when something like an adoption happens and she's told, 'No, you have to do it like so...' she bails?

What about the child?

Malawi bent the rules for her the last time. Naturally, she expected them to bend the rules for her this time around. The government said, "No, you have to be a resident for at least 18 months." Did you see how fast her ass was back on the plane to London? It was almost as if she couldn't wait to get the hell out. Was she there to adopt a child? Or was she there to satisfy her ego?

It makes me wonder...how badly did you really want something or someone, if you gave up that easily on the first rejection?

Talking Shit

The blog is pretty straight forward, isn't it?

Well, over the past week, I've had the unfortunate encounter with someone close to me apparently ripping me a new one whenever I wasn't around her. It's interesting because the times she has talked shit to my face, I corrected her on the spot and I didn't care who was around. So I guess with the comfort of me not being around her, she feels a bit more at ease to rip me a new one whenever.

Lovely.

Of course, I found out and needless to say I'm on a self-imposed hiatus from that person. I feel there's no need to feed the fire or the animals if I don't give her anything to talk about. But this blog isn't about my pity party. It's about talking shit in general.

How often do we look at a celebrity and wonder what the hell they were thinking when they did X action? How often is Brangelina on numerous magazine covers? Britney Spears? Hell, even President and First Lady Obama are making waves and they're probably the most private of them all.

Now I've been guilty of talking shit myself so I'm not excusing my behavior or excluding me. But after having it happen to me by someone I consider to be very close, it made me wonder: What do we really gain out of it? We're not saying it to that person's face because that's too honest and bold. Instead, we're cowardly, going behind the person's back and hoping they won't hear or ever get word of it.

But what happens if they do hear it? What happens if they found out? Or worse yet, read it? Then what?

Magazines have been sued and will continue to be sued. Blogs and websites have been shut down and will continue to be shut down. Friendships have been broken. Families were torn apart. Sometimes, it's best to come out in the open to say it and be done with it, then be sneaky. Feelings might be hurt at first, but it saves anger and resentment in the long run.

The point is: talking shit benefits no one, especially the person doing the shit talking. If you're not honest with the person you're talking shit about, you probably shouldn't be associated with that person.

For me, this was an unfortunate but much needed lesson on trust and friendship. Sometimes the person you think has your back, doesn't. Sometimes the person you thought you can tell your secrets, is a bit of a blabbermouth. Sometimes...you need to go on vacation from your friends.

Sticks and stones may break your bones...but words can also destroy a relationship.

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun?

So I have a friend...who's...let's just say, a tad bit boy crazy. She's nearing 30 and is feeling very maternal...clock is starting to tick, she's feeling pressure from her family to settle down and get married.

Now without completely telling her business, there have been a few mishaps along the way: broken engagements, poor men choices, poor life choices, etc. But the feeling of wanting to be with one person and settling down has never wavered.

This is where it gets tricky.

Earlier today, we chatted about life and love. She then asked me a hypothetical question. When someone answers their phone, she responds with, 'Hey you!'--a pretty cheerful greeting to all. Apparently, the new Dick (and I mean that in every sense) doesn't like that and asked her to change her greeting when she's calling him.

What?

Now, my friend (let's just call her Becky) and her Dick have been seeing each other on and off for about a year. I personally don't like Dick for the simple reason he's done some pretty shady things to Becky, who by the way, knows everything and for some reason bypasses all of it.

So when Becky told me about his request, my first reaction was laughter. Was this Dick serious? They're not "together" (in her words, they're just having fun...which makes me wonder, if he was the one who's having the fun and she's going along with it...)

In my honest opinion, they're nothing more than just glorified fuck buddies. But this fool wants her to greet him differently? And what's worse is that Becky seriously considered it. Now she's not greeting him with curse words or Bible-thumping him. Instead, she's greeting him the same way she greets everyone else.

And Dick has a problem with that? Won't call her his girlfriend; doesn't mind her getting him off; but has a problem with being treated like everyone else? What in the logic hell?

It brings me to a discussion: At what point as women, are we so desperate for male companionship that any bullshit treatment will suffice?

Now I was once a Becky. I've done a lot of things that I can look back and ask, 'What the fuck was I thinking??' On the same tip, I'm glad I learned because if it wasn't for me going through it when I was younger, I'll still be making the same mistakes as I'm now older.

That being said, a woman should only change for herself. If a guy is complaining about some random bullshit on how you're answering the phone when he calls, you might want to ask if he's worth eating the cookie.

Personally, I wouldn't want to date someone who nitpicks on some randomness. A guy should like you for who you are. It shouldn't turn off just because you're not sucking his dick at the moment.

Joke for the Day *thanks, Honey!*

A young couple in the park, their second or third date, they are all rosy and in love.. they are walking hand in hand and catch up to this very very old couple, who is walking hand in hand too, seems all deeply in love as well.. young couple stare at them with astonishment and they become the topic of their conversation.

As they reach the restrooms - the old lady goes in, with the elderly gentleman waiting patiently. Young girl wants to *go* too, so her boyfriend is waiting as well. After a minute he approaches the old guy and politely asks: "Sir, i couldn't help but watch you and your wife and I couldn't help but marvel at the amount of love and care between you! I know that relationships are hard, and i just wanted to ask - what is the secret to yours? how where you able to stay together for so long and have such a strong feelings towards each other?"

Old man stares at the kid, glances around and says slowly and thoughtfully - "I've got one word for you, son.... Cheat!"

So I think I'm addicted to Twitter. I've been on it just about all damn night. It's so interesting because I can connect (using that term very loosely) with celebs and often get late-breaking updates from CNN (and Ryan Seacrest, believe it or not) within seconds.

Feckin' awesome.

Nothing else to blog about right now. Just that.

Parents Just Don't Understand....

Trying to relax and have a quiet moment is not easy. Especially when someone else's method of getting your attention is by yelling. And not even angry yelling. Just flat out yelling.

You see, I'm temporarily (and I mean that in every sense) staying with my parents until my house is finished. Now I haven't stayed with my parents since I left for college about 12 years ago. So you can only imagine how it feels going to having your own schedule, doing your own thing to all of a sudden, you have two people who still think you're their 5 year old running around in pigtails.

Fun.

So whenever I'm alone, I can't be. If I'm on the phone, I'm getting another conversation at me. It's like, 'Duuuuuuuuuuuuude.'

My only saving grace is my sanity but it's not much. Now don't get me wrong: I love my parents to death and they're doing me a huge favor. But it's like, guys...chill....