1. The BP oil spill. This pisses me off because it is hurting the environment, and I feel sorry for the people of Louisiana. Haven't they been through enough already with Hurricane Katrina?!? I know Katrina was an unstoppable act of nature, and the oil spill isn't. I also know BP is more upset about the oil and money they're losing then they are the environment. I don't blame them for that, because I would be pissed if a lot of my money washed up on the shores of the Gulf of Mexico. I just think they're being callous and cold about it. I'm a supporter of "Drill Baby Drill", but not when it goes horribly awry. I say everybody heads to that busted oil rig armed with kitty litter and a Shamwow, and use Mighty Putty to plug the damn hole. Right now, I'm trying to figure out a way to convince my husband to let me go to Louisiana so I can give the affected animals a bath in Dawn dishwashing soap. Softens hands and cuts grease on dishes as well as critters.
2. The school bus driver from Hell. Here in Indiana, a big fuss is being made about this story. Was the student wrong? Hell no. Was the bus driver wrong? Hell yes. Number one, you don't call a middle school aged kid a "bigot" for not sharing your political and religious beliefs. Number two, every person in this country is entitled to their opinion.
I don't care what a person's beliefs are, but do not tell me my beliefs are wrong and I can't state my opinion. As you can guess, I'm a very opinionated person. My husband refuses to discuss politics, religion, or pretty much any other issue with me, because it turns into a huge argument. He's a liberal, I'm middle of the road and often lean to the right. My husband isn't a religious person, but he was made to go to church until he was a teen. My parents let me go to church if I wanted to, but also told me I didn't need to go to church to talk to God. To this day, I'm borderline agnostic. My husband doesn't believe in ghosts or ET's, but I'm going to believe until it's scientifically proven those don't exist. Why is this a problem? Both my husband and I are stubborn, opinionated people who are good at arguing. Well, I'm good at arguing as long as I'm sober.
I know it's short, but I'm done for now. Not really, but I'm actually going to post a link to my blog on Twitter. This will be the first time I've done anything like this, and I'm kinda scared. I love to write (but I don't think I'm good at it), and bad criticism brings me to tears. Only a few people have ever read my blog. My therapist suggested blogging a few years ago when I was going through a rough patch. She thought it might be therapeutic, and it has been. A lot of it is very personal, and some of it is random BS. I was trying to blog 2 or 3 times a week, not once every 2 or 3 years. I'm getting into it again. Not because I'm at a bad place in life, but because it helps keep me from going back to that bad place.
That being said, I need a frickin' vacation. I'm going camping this weekend, and probably going out on a boat on Sunday. If I tweet "I'm on a boat", you'll know why.
