Please Miley, you really do need to stop

This morning was all a buzz of Miley Cyrus' "performance" at the VMAs last night so I indulged and watched the video of it...oh Miley.  Ladies like Grace Kelly and Audrey Hepburn are rolling in their graves as we speak.  We get it, you're not a little girl anymore.  You have boobs now and wear makeup.  However, I don't remember the requirement for letting everyone know you are an adult being showing off your bod and being overtly sexual.  You want to prove you're an adult?  Pay your own rent or go to college, don't grab your crotch and have excessive tongue on National TV.  And I'm pretty sure this guy

 Is looking for a new girlfriend as we speak.  Or at least his mother is.  I am not saying we should be shaming Miley for exploring her sexuality, but please have some class while doing so.  Young girls may be looking up to you and your display last night is not something the future women of this nation should be aspiring to.  If I have a daughter I hope she wants to be hardworking like J.K Rowling, funny like Tina Fey, and ambitious like Amy Poehler's fictional character Leslie Knope.  We need more class and less ass.  So please Miley, you really do need to stop.

The Best

I never thought I would love being a mom as much as I do.  Out of all the jobs/roles I have had before, being my little boy's mommy is by far my favorite.  It is hard, it is tiring, it is frustrating, it is terrifying, and I wouldn't trade any of it.  When he was born I felt like the Grinch when his heart grew  3 sizes, and every time the babe smiles at me I feel like that all over again. Don't let anyone tell you it's not worth it or that you are "just" a mom.  You are your children's whole world and that is amazing.

Can't wait to see these faces on screen

If you live under a rock and do not know who Chris Hemsworth is, stop reading this and go educate yourself.  As in right now. He is one of the hottest men brought to us from the magical land down under and American women were never the same after watching "Thor" two summers ago.  I am counting down the time until "Thor 2" comes to theater in November. Get ready to swoon all over again.

Speaking of swooning, how pumped are you that Juan Pablo is the next Bachelor???  I'm going to watch it so hard!  I know the drama with all the ladies trying to fight over/win the heart of the Latin lover is going to be a complete trainwreck, but I will be there Monday nights with the ladies watching/cringing.

Let us hope he leaves this outfit at home...

Chains and douchey hat?  Come on Juan Pablo you can do better.

Save the drama fo yo mama

Seriously.  If someone else is having a rough time/in a stressful situation, STOP MAKING IT ABOUT YOU!  Stop it now or you're going to get punched in the face.  The end.

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Sometimes I have thoughts that I don't really deem "journal entry" type thoughts or even "quick text someone so they can share in your witty observance!".  Thus, this blog was born.  Here are a few tidbits that have been on my mind as of late:

*I seem to average a bad haircut roughly every 2 years.  Unfortunately, I am currently trying to grow out one of these bad haircuts.  Just keep growing, just keep growing...

*Am I the only one who thinks Edward Snowden did a service to the public and isn't a traitor?  It's like a game of hide and seek where we are all hiding, the government is 'it' (and cheating), and Snowden was the kid who snitched on the cheaters.  The government then kicks that kid out of the game for "cheating".  Make sense y'all?

*This is how I feel when is comes to being a parent
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*I think the garbage and ice cream trucks are conspiring against me because the come by our apartment close to EVERY DAY during my baby's naptime. One of these days they will wake him up and I'm sure what happens next will end up on the news.

*The other day I bought supplies at the craft store to make Christmas presents and get a head start.  I was pretty proud of myself until I got home and realized I don't know anything about crafts.  That bag is now in the spare bedroom where I imagine it will sit for a few weeks/months.

The End.