Watching Disney XD Channel Alllllllllllllllllll Day

I’m babysitting some awesome kids this week.  I’ve been babysitting them for the past eight years, so they’re not exactly little anymore, which makes watching them quite easy…hence the blogging.  They do get kind of bored, but they don’t like any of my ideas.  I’ve searched the internet, racked my brain, and nothing is good enough or desired by both kids.  Oh well.



This is a duck.  I don’t know what kind.  It lives at the zoo.  It is cute and maybe cuddly, but I couldn’t hug it so I don’t know.  It might be too tiny for it to really be cuddly for me.

I have a rotary cutter now.  I am borrowing it from my aunt, and she gave me some directions for quilting, so I will be starting cutting the squares soon, maybe even tonight.  That should be fun.

We are going to go rock climbing.  Just have to occupy them for another hour and a half.  I think I’m almost as bored as they are.

What to write now?  What would you like to read about? Hmmmmmm…

I think I will take some pictures of some arts and crafts and post them at some point, but I’m not doing that right now.


Zoo and such

So this is a young orangutan at the zoo.  It’s cute and cuddly.  Well, I suppose I don’t know about the cuddly part, as it was behind glass.  But I can assume and pretend.

I went to the zoo with my family today.  We had a lot of fun and I took lots of pictures.  Like this:

That’s a turtle.  It’s cute but probably not very cuddly.

After the zoo, I bought some card making supplies and was going to buy a rotary cutter to cut my quilt squares, but I only had one coupon and the other store didn’t have a coupon, so I didn’t get the cutter today.  That’s okay; I’ll have plenty of time to make a quilt later.  I also got a new plastic storage drawer thing.  It’s teal and was on sale, so I liked it and bought it.

Now, it is dinner time.  I’m having what my grandma simply calls “hot dish” and cottage cheese.  I might have applesauce for dessert.

Guess I don’t have much else to say right now, just that little update.  Have a lovely day!

This is Bothersome









Can you read that?  It’s from Representative Akin’s senate race site.  The first sentence in the second section needs a semi-colon or other editing, but let’s not get into that.  At the beginning, it says, in reference to his comment about “legitimate” rape, that he made a mistake.  That’s fine.  Then, it says “…working to protect the most vulnerable in our society is one of my most important responsibilities,” seemingly still in reference to his rape comment.  So let me get this straight…people, especially women who can get pregnant, who get raped are the most vulnerable in society?  I’m sorry, but, most of the time, rape isn’t about being weak or the most vulnerable (unless women in general are just considered vulnerable, which is a problem in itself).  Rape is about power, the power the rapist wants to exert.  What, exactly, makes someone “the most vulnerable,” in need of Akin’s protection?

In looking for someone else’s response to this comment, I first came across this statement by Akin, in which he again refers to the most vulnerable in society.  Some excerpts:

  • “As a member of Congress, I believe that working to protect the most vulnerable in our society is one of my most important responsibilities, and that includes protecting both the unborn and victims of sexual assault.”
  • “the deep empathy I hold for the thousands of women who are raped and abused every year”
  •  “Democratic leaders in Washington who are focused on growing government”

Let’s first make it clear that I don’t really have anything against this man.  He simply provides good starting points for conversation, and I’m not going to let these comments go without my comment.

Oh, from another interview (here):  “even as a pro-lifer, I’ve always stood up for people that were the most vulnerable.”

Okay, so let’s take a brief look at some of these comments.  I’m not even sure where to start.  Well, I guess, lets start with the “thousands” of women who are raped and abused every year…more like hundreds of thousands, millions if you go global.  Approximately 2/3 sexual assaults are committed by someone known to the victim (for lack of a better word)…predators can be anyone.  Anyone can be abused.  Abuse is NOT a sign of weakness, and his comments (and those made by lots of other people) implying that it is really bother me.  Also, the democrats trying to grow government…at least they’re not trying to force the growth of unwanted babies in wombs they don’t own.  Yes, I realize that’s a bit of a polarizing and arguable statement, but I don’t really care.  There are undeniable facts that are being denied, and that bothers me.  If you would like some statistics, check out

About the “vulnerable”:  that seems to put some of the blame on the victim…it’s like saying it’s the rabbit’s fault the eagle ate it because it’s vulnerable to the predator.  Again, rape is NOT the fault of the victim.  There is nothing someone does to make them vulnerable, or even worse, deserving.  Rape is most often committed in the victim’s home by someone who is not a stranger.  It’s not like most rapes are young women being stupid and walking alone down dark alleys in crappy neighborhoods at 3 am.  It’s date rape, it’s incest, it’s abusive relationships, it’s general predatory behavior and has nothing to do with the victim being “vulnerable.”  What does vulnerable mean?  It’s a state of being, a capability or susceptibility to being wounded, hurt, abused, etc.  How does one determine the “most vulnerable” people when it comes to matters like rape?  We are all capable of being harmed, and I find it offensive to imply that some people are innately more susceptible than others, weaker than others by some fault.  I’m sure this isn’t what these comments were meant to illicit or represent, but it’s worth thinking about because it is a far to common attitude in our society.

Flowers and Photos

I went to a garden park thing today and took some lovely pictures.  This is one of them.  Ta da!

What else shall I write about today?  Well, tomorrow I’m going to the zoo and taking more pictures, so that should be fun.

I also got some new crafty stuff, so I’m going to be crafty later today.  Tomorrow, after the zoo, I’m buying some more card making stuff and a rotary cutter, so then I’ll get started on quilting.

Actually, I think I’ll be crafty now, bloggy some other time.

Resources and Rededication

As I mentioned earlier, I got the book Quilting for Peace from the library.  It’s full of resources for people who want to quilt as a way of sharing their love with others.  This post comes in two parts:  resources for those of you (and me) who may be interested in crafting, particularly in activist or charitable ways; my rededication to and explanation of my hopes and dreams in this realm.

First, the resources, a very incomplete list of organizations and individuals, causes and complaints that can be served through arts and crafts (creating or purchasing).  I’m not sure how to organize the list, so I”m just going to start with some stuff from Quilting for Peace (by no means all the groups or ideas from the book, just some that have websites up) and then continue with other things I’ve found.  Maybe I’ll make it more organized later or something.  Mostly, use these as starting points for your own research and creativity.  Find local organizations to give to (shipping costs a lot), make sure you know about the credibility of a group before giving to them, and all that kind of stuff.

Well, I suppose that’s enough for now.  If you find that some of the links aren’t helpful or whatever, let me know so I can fix them.  I’ll be adding more, too, just not right now.

Now for the rededication part, briefly for now.  For years, I have had a dream of starting an arts nonprofit, possibly internationally, possibly within the US, to bring art to kids who don’t get it because of poverty, etc. and use their art to raise awareness of their situations, and maybe even raise money to help them.  I want to do more than give people stuff (of course, this is very needed work, too, and work I participate in frequently); I want to serve kids and help them help their communities.  If you have any ideas, suggestions, contacts, etc. that may be even slightly helpful, as ill-defined as this plan is currently, I would really appreciate your input.  I’ll add more details later; I’m trying to come up with a plan and really decide what I want to do.

More on Stupid People

This is not a pleasant topic.  Nobody really wants to talk about rape, but it needs to happen.  Here’s a letter that hits on a lot of important issues within this topic, especially concerning the recent comments about “legitimate” rape and pregnancy.

I thought a good way to go about this discussion would be to focus on things that people, theoretically, can’t really disagree on.  Like definitions.  Who’s going to argue with Webster’s?  Well, yes, a lot of people, but it’s still a good place to start.  Alright, the archaic definition (emphasis added): To seize or take away by FORCE.  The definition we are talking about:  unlawful sexual activity and usually sexual intercourse carried out forcibly or under threat of injury against the will usually of a female or with a person who is beneath a certain age or incapable of valid consent.

Okay, so now we know what rape is.  There are people out there, people in positions of power, who do not think that this is rape.  How so?  I’m not sure, but introducing language to laws, etc. about “forcible” rape is 1) redundant and 2) a very poor but alarmingly successful way to get people to believe that some rape is less bad, perhaps, than others, that it isn’t even rape, that the person claiming rape is, basically, wrong, and that the government has no desire to help them.  Such language implies that people who experience rape are not to be believed, or at least not respected, because their rape might not be real enough or bad enough or forcible enough to be “legitimate” rape.  My question is, why are we trying to redefine rape?  I know it’s tied to abortion issues, but really people, come on.  Redefining rape does not make for fewer unwanted pregnancies.  Redefining rape does not make rape go away.  Redefining rape does not make people who have been raped feel any better.  Redefining rape is stupid.  Let’s take the energy, time, money, and thought we spend on discussing and trying to change these words and instead spend it on helping people.  Let’s try to help people who have been raped, not take away their dignity more.  Let’s enforce laws against rape.  Let’s teach our children to be respectful.  Let’s decrease rape (and the unwanted pregnancies it causes) not by redefining it but by taking action to stop it as much as we can.  Let’s use some common sense.

Crafting Peace?

I’m at the library today, and I picked up a book that I saw on Amazon, put on my wishlist, and then kind of didn’t think about again.  It’s Quilting for Peace:  Making the World a Better Place One Stitch at a Time, by Katherine Bell.  I glanced through it, looked at the projects, read a few quotes, and decided I should probably check out this book and read it further. I have a week and a half left before I go back to school, and the gnawing desire to DO something hasn’t gone away.  I decided that I wanted to make a quilt, a small doll quilt to begin with, because I was inspired as a child by a book I saw on Reading Rainbow, and the desire to create a patchwork quilt of reused fabric squares has never left.  My original purpose for creating the quilt, since I don’t need it for my dolls, was to donate it to the camp I work at for their annual quilt auction.  The quilt auction is the largest fundraiser for camp, and I sincerely believe in the work camp does (otherwise I wouldn’t work there).  I really enjoy making arts and crafts with a point, generally to “help” people.  We could debate the meaning of help, if it’s worth it, who it really helps, if it’s dignified, etc., but I don’t feel like doing that right now.  That’s not the point (although it is an interesting point to discuss later).  The point is that people everywhere are in need and I can help them.  You can help them.  We can help them.  By doing so, we help ourselves.  Being creative is great, but creating with a purpose is what it’s all about, at least for me, and if that purpose can be something more important than grades, that’s awesome.  So back to books.  I already own Craft Hope, a great book with a variety of projects and charities highlighted.  There’s another thing we could talk about–charity.  What does it mean, is it the best solution, etc.  But we’re not going to talk about that right now, either.  The point is that, sometimes, a hand-crafted item can really help someone, whether it saves their life in a physical sense or just makes them a little happier for a while.

So what’s the point?  I’m not sure, to be honest.  I just felt like telling you all something about what I want to do.  This post is probably going to be a bit long and a bit more disorganized, but that doesn’t really matter.  *uses Focus Energy like a Pokemon* Okay, hopefully this makes some sense to someone.  If not, oh well.

First (not really, as there are two paragraphs already written, but whatever), some quotes I found in Quilting for Peace:

  • “Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired, signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed.”–Dwight D. Eisenhower
  • “How wonderful it is that nobody need wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.”–Anne Frank
  • “There can be no keener revelation of a society’s soul than the way in which it treats its children.”–Nelson Mandela
  • “Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world.  Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.”–Margaret Mead

There is so much I could say about each of those quotes, and maybe I will later, but I’m trying to avoid tangents right now.  For the moment at least, let’s take them together:  basically, we, the human species, know the world can be improved. …So let’s do it.

At some point, maybe in a few minutes, I’m going to research and link to a few sites of groups that do crafty peace/hope/help things.  You may explore (or not) at your pleasure, and of course search for more.  I would be thrilled to learn of any you know about.

Oh look, I left the library and am now back to typing.  I think I feel like reading now, so I’m going to stop blogging for a bit, but I shall return.

People are stupid…really, really stupid

ummmmmmmmmmmmmm………I don’t even know what to say about that

Actually, I do have something to say about that.  In my opinion, the mere fact that someone who would even accidentally say something like that can run a fairly successful political campaign is…horrid.  I mean, we all misspeak sometimes, but to even have a phrase in one’s vocabulary like “legitimate rape” and have an explanation for it like that…I think, at this point in history, we can all acknowledge that rape happens…a lot.  We also realize that rape is sex.  When that sex involves a man and a woman under the right circumstances (NOT whether some third party thinks it’s legitimate or not; rather, the circumstances that determine any pregnancy), it can result in…………..wait for it…………’s a surprise………………….PREGNANCY!  While this may not actually be a surprise to some, it is apparently a revelation that some others are still waiting to understand.  And this is sad.  Obviously, there’s a huge debate over abortion and contraception, but that, as I see it, is not the only issue here.  The biggest issue is that, right now, there are people who don’t see all rape as equally…rapey.  Maybe you’re one of those people.  If so, please explain, because, if you ask me, nobody forcing me to have sex with them in any way at any time is acceptable.  Maybe you think some types are worse than others…whatever…but please recognize that ANY sex between a man and woman can lead to pregnancy (not to mention the STIs, psychological damage, etc. that can occur because of rape between any people).  Whether you think the resulting pregnancies should always be carried full term or not is your business (or at least I’m not going to get on my soap box about that right now), but the fact is that No means No, Silence is NOT consent, and Sex=Babies.  Deal with it.

You want thingamabobs? I got 20

But who cares…no big deal…I want more

Wandering free…wish I could be part of that world

There’s more to see than can ever be seen, more to do than can ever be done

Don’t mind me; I’m just listening to Disney Pandora.

I made a baby dragon today.  Well, he started out as an alien last night; now, he’s a baby dragon.  I shall take a picture of him later.

What shall I do now?  I want to make something else, but what?  I needle felted the dragon; I could make friends for him, or make aliens and an alien landscape.  I only feel like doing that in small doses, though.  What else should I do?  Suggestions are appreciated.  Maybe I should start working on my quilt.  I could totally cut out squares.

Well that was a short post.  I promise something more interesting will come up eventually.  For now, I’m going to craft, I suppose.  Any suggestions for blog topics are also appreciated.

Wheels go ’round and ’round


I’m listening to ’80s rock on Pandora today.  It’s lovely.  Not very productive, but lovely nonetheless.  Now that camp is over–speaking of which, I’ll maybe write about it at some point–I have little to do.  Well, I actually have lots to do, I just don’t do it.  It’s rather boring not doing anything.  I need to call my new school and set up an advising appointment so that I can register for classes so that I can actually go to school, but that requires making a phone call and I don’t like making phone calls.  It’s quite frustrating when you know you need to do something and just can’t.  I also need to clean and unpack. I’ll be living at home, at least for the first semester, so I need to have a place to sleep (preferably a bed) and do schoolwork and such.  I want to do something fulfilling, like complete a craft project or…something, but I haven’t yet.  I did buy some felting needles, so I could do that, but I don’t know what to felt.  I could paint, but what?  I want to make a quilt and scrapbook and read and do lots of stuff, but I don’t.  Boooooo.  I sat on the computer for hours today perusing Etsy, Pinterest, and Amazon, but that’s not productive.  I just want to DO something.  Two more weeks of this?  Whatever will I do?

This blogginess is different from 360 and Multiply; it will take a while for me to get acclimated and make it prettyful.  Remember my 360 page, back in the day?  It was so colorful and each post featured a picture.  That was fun.  You know what else was fun?  Yahoo Answers!  I visited it yesterday…how is it still operational?  It seems so…pointless now.  Oh well.  Maybe I’ll waste some time over there later.  I get lots of best answers, so, when I actually participate, I get points.  Imagine how many points I’d have now if I kept up at my original pace all these years!

I really like doing things like art when I have an assignment to complete, but otherwise I just don’t seem to do anything.  This is rather unfortunate.  It’s not that I don’t like doing stuff, and it’s not that I don’t have time, I just don’t do it.  I should change that.  I want to change that.  There always seems to be something stopping me, though.  How am I ever going to do anything if i don’t do anything?  This is not how it’s supposed to work.

I want to feel like I’m doing something purposeful and meaningful.  I want to find a new volunteer thingamajig to do, since everything I did at school is at my old school.  I will be teaching Sunday school again, but that’s only a once a week thing.  Maybe I’ll be able to work at Goodwill again, like I did at the end of last semester.  It really depends on how my school schedule works out.  I also want to get a job in a preschool, but that too depends on my schedule.  I guess the logical thing to do would be to call the school and set up an advising appointment now, but…I don’t know, I just don’t want to/I do want to but don’t know who to call or what to say.  I don’t like this.

I am hungry.  I think I shall have some cheese and crackers.  Garden vegetable cream cheese is possibly one of the yummiest inventions ever.  Seriously.  Darn, I’ve run out of cream cheese, and the only cheese spread left is port wine (eww).  I’m still hungry.  Salami and cheese sandwich it is.  Yum.

I think I’ve written long enough.  Now to find another way to avoid life.