Hater!

I was going to post my Mama Kat assignment like I do every Thursday, but then something awesome happened, and I decided it was too perfect not to pay immediate attention to.

But, since I've always been an overachiever in the student department, I decided that I would attend to both.

I NEVER miss an assignment.

So, to answer your question, MK. What have I been too busy to pay attention to lately?

My kids, of course.


This was supposed to be a casual, pre-summer splash in the water table.


It quickly turned into a full blown "swim" in the water table.


I was actually doing something other than blogging when this went down.


At least, dinner got made and no one was crying, complaining, or begging to be held while it was happening.

Good times.

But, that was not even the most awesome part of yesterday afternoon.

On Wednesday, May 20, 2009, I received my first batch of blog hate!

And, here it is...

Courtesy of one terri_liebegott:

"Wow...do you have any idea how ovensive you sound to other people (like Myself) who have celebrated many more birthdays than you ( as you put it an old-give-it up lady)? As if you come to some kind of a relevation about becoming older and actually confident at 31.......wow ....you have a long long way to go. Have you heard the news, they actally let people in their 60s and 70s into bars? And I might add they have every right to be there. wow"

It's from another, local blog that I write for (gotta click link to read original post).

Now, if you clicked on the link, and read the original post, and then took the effort to attempt to muddle through this highly illogical, grammatically incorrect, commentary featuring enough spelling errors to make you wanna puke a little, then you have certainly ('cause my readers are frickin' smart) concluded that she is a little off base with her accusation that this post is ovensive (aka offensive).

My point was clearly that getting old does not happen at 30 (as I mistakenly assumed back when I was 21), it happens when you let it; when you feel it.

Additionally, I am much more confident than I was at 21, which was also a part of my original point.

And, finally, based on what I saw this past weekend, they certainly do let 60 & 70 year olds into bars, and they should totally stop (now, THAT was ovensive o-f-f-e-n-s-i-v-e).

Maybe I am overreacting to this whole incident (shoulda heard what Mimi had to say about my blogger hater).

I realize it comes with the territory (you know, of being awesome).

But, what chaps my hide about this whole deal is that my meaning was TOTALLY misconstrued.

I will agree that I am (at times) offensive.

For example, try reading this. Or this. Or, ooohh, this is a naughty one.

And, wait until you see what I have to say about a little imp on my son's bus.

But, this particular post was anything but offensive.

Enlightening, mature, sentimental, yes.

Offensive, come on lady.

Even my retort was more offensive than the original post...

"Awesome! I always love when people totally misconstrue my blog posts because they either have no sense of humor, or just don't take the time to fully read it. But, let me re-explain myself so that everyone can fully understand my point. The original point was that as I have come to be an older individual I am no longer the 21 yo know it all workin' the dance floor. Those comments were from my 21 yo perspective (preceded appropriately by the phrase, "I recall...). I was reflecting on my former self, not so much my current (still w/a lot to learn, I'll give you that) self. I was noting that at 21 I was incapable of seeing that the 31, & 41, & 51 year olds at the bar were not living their lives on the dance floor, as I was at the time. I could not appreciate their existence in my world then. Furthermore, I was seeking to focus on the fact that my confidence has greatly improved after having the many experiences that I have since my 21yo bar hopping days. I now am the 30ish woman who enters the bar and cares not what the younger, skinnier, chicks think. All I care about now is having fun. And, I am well aware that they let older people into the bar, I just haven't had many opportunities to experience them since I have grown up a bit as I spend little time at the bar and lots of time working, growing, and caring for my family. Your bad for misunderstanding. And, if you'd like to be further offended, please visit my other website: www.parentingbydummies.com, I even curse on it!"

So. All I can say is IN. YO. FACE!