This Was Just Sick

I was watching Secret Lives of Women last night and one of the episodes was “Plastic Surgery Addicts”. It was just soooo disturbing: women who aren’t fat and who are (or at least were) quite pretty trying to make themselves into Barbie dolls. The worst looking one was Elaine: she made Michael Jackson look almost normal. She was on the phone trying to find a surgeon who would do something to her and all these doctors are refusing and telling her that she’s had too much done already.

The one who irritated me the most: Monica of Soquel, California. She had a beautiful home up in the redwood forest with her husband and they had to sell it to pay off medical bills and stuff for her because she wanted… more surgery. If I could have, I would have shaken her. If I was her husband, I would have seriously divorced her because of her selfishness. She had killed their savings, maxed out their credit cards, and they had to put their house up for sale so she could have one more shot at being perfect. Princess, I know you hate your scars from having your breasts, butt, and other parts done… but it’s your flipping fault!!!! No person in their right mind would do the junk to your body that you’ve done!!!! Think of other people for a change!!!! The amount you spent on your last surgery could have paid off all of Jon’s and my student loans, our car loan, our credit card, and our medical bills!!!

It absolutely sickens me that some women do this to their bodies in the name of “beauty”. None of these women are beautiful by any stretch of the imagination anymore — they just sound like spoiled little brats.

**UPDATE** I took Monica’s last name off because I was getting weird hits off of it.

Ponderings…

  • Why does Kentucky Fried Chicken use part of “Sweet Home Alabama” as their jingle these days?
  • How is it that I, a city-bred girl, adore living out in the middle of the Montana prairie?
  • Does Neosporin really stop wound infections in cats?Â? (Edda has had her ear slimed daily with Neosporin because she’s got some yucky spots.)
  • What exactly is God calling me to do with my B.A. in Religious Studies and one year of seminary?

The Mine Disaster (Before I Embark on a Media Fast)

I was channel-surfing last night about 1:00 MST when I stumbled upon CNN telling that they were wrong and 12 of the 13 miners had died.Â? Apparently, some idiot had called the church where the families and governor and VIP’s were and had said that they had survived, so… the families get euphoric news and are then told the truth.

To the head of the Sago Mining Company: I really hope this situation forces you to step down or the board of directors fires your @$$.Â? You *knew* the mine was dangerous and you still kept it open.Â? I pray that criminal charges are filed against you personally.
To the absolute moron who called with the incorrect news and got people’s hopes up: If you’re part of Sago, I hope you’re fired and your pension is used for counselling for the people who you just seriously wounded.Â? I hope that you are never hired by anyone for PR again and that your name is associated with the word “incompetence”.

To the idiots in the media who were trying to “get the story” last night and shoved your microphone in the faces of seriously grieving people: You guys are morons and obviously have no shred of compassion.Â? I hope that the next time your family members are tragically killed, someone shoves a microphone in your face so that you know how it feels.

I posted prayers on blogs4God last night. Go read them and pray for the families and for the community.

With this, I am now embarking on a media fast of all things mine-related.

The Dreary Life I Lead

We ended up not going to Great Falls yesterday, so I got to sleep in and chill and crochet.Â? I’m currently making 7-inch squares with my scrap yarn for afghans for Afghans since I don’t have any major crocheting projects or presents coming up.Â? (Well… I ordered yarn for a baby blanket but it hasn’t arrived yet.) Making the squares has been nice — it’s one of those things I can just sit and do sort of mindlessly and I end up feeling like I’ve made progress as I get 2-4 a day done.Â? Today, I’ve had a little monster curled up next to me pretending to be a sweet cat.Â? She took a nap with me this afternoon (I’ve been exposed to influenza, so I’m kind of letting my body dictate what it wants to do until I can get tested on Friday), she snuggled with Jon, and she sat and was my stressball when I was crocheting earlier.Â? Yesterday, she was burrowing under the comforter on the couch and making little caves.Â? Silly gremlin!
I watched the marathon of The Biggest Loser that BRAVO had on yesterday and got caught up on the episodes that I missed because of travelling or whatever.Â? I have to say… I am soooo impressed with Pete, the guy who won the $100,000 from the Biggest Loser Club (or whatever the thing is called).Â? On the episode where he had to pick the teams, he chose based on who would help each person the most when he could have easily stacked it so that he’d win.Â? The way he explained it was also wonderful as was the scene with him and his wife.Â? He’s one of the characters I actually liked on the show — for the most part, the really nasty people got voted off early, unlike last season where Lisa lasted WAAAAAAAY too long on there!

Such is my life.Â? Other than crocheting and watching TV, I went to breakfast with Jon and the other pastors today and then went to the crafting group that meets on Tuesday with various community people.Â? (It’s kind of become a tradition on Tuesdays for me.)Â? There were quite a few people there this morning and I got a couple squares done while there and found out what a Montana Mud is.Â? (It’s Coke, Irish Cream syrup, and milk.Â? It would actually be pretty decent made with diet Coke or Pepsi since it’s a little too sweet with the real thing.)