Lazy with a capital Z

Holy schmankees, two posts in two days!

So much rattling around in my pea brain this morning, I just had to get it on "paper".

I feel so bad for those in Haiti, but I cannot watch anymore of it. Every news broadcast focuses right in..and again, this is a disaster of epic proportions and not to be taken lightly or shoved out of one's mind by any means, but I just can't watch any more. My little bit of money is not going to change anything for those poor folks. All the telethons and concerts and fundraisers and intense commercials by the first lady, or celebrities is not going to save any lives. Too little, way too late. The cash will help with the rebuilding, it will eventually help with sustaining the lives that are left, but it will not lift those concrete caskets resting on top of the trapped, and it will not help anyone right this second. And that just makes me want to cry. I cannot look at the complete and utter despair another second. And the children? OMGosh. Disasters such as these just leave me questioning..and the politics that become involved seriously piss me off. I don't care if you are an elephant or a donkey, this is a human problem. Gah.

I woke up too early, in pain and head pounding. I am thankful it's Sunday and I can take it easy today.

Yesterday's home show was seriously the most boring event I have ever attended but I got the spend the afternoon with Janelle and Brodie and that was awesome. He is a little mac truck...with a bit of energizer bunny thrown in. Janelle is going to have to start setting up a few boundaries for this child, he's only eight months old but for him, that means going on two. He is so advanced for his age, it makes me wonder if babies are just moving that fast these days, I have no way of knowing but it sure seems that way. He is pulling up on everything, has his own mind and ideas and lets you know when things don't go his way. LOUDLY. However, he does every bit of it with that smile...you know, the one that just rips your heart right out of your chest. It's so hard for a new mom to know when to do what. She changes his diaper and he just crawls right off...by the time she gets the diaper, the pants, and by now, the shoes, socks BACK on, she is worn all the way out. I feel for her, she is already exhausted, pregnant will do that to you...and by the time her day is over, she has fought at least two bucking broncos....but she will learn. And they will make it. It was right about where SHE is now, with a small baby and one on the way, that I started to wonder if my kids would honestly be the death of me, and since I am still wondering that to this day, I am guessing not. :)

This will be a lazy day, I don't think I am even going to cook. There is a book calling my name and a lounge chair with my name on it. Yep...that's the way this day will go. Have a happy. :)