On iTunes: The Resistance, the new release by Muse
This morning the Spider Monkey opens the front door (while mostly naked) and announces that we've received a package. I figure it's something for my husband for work. Dragging it in the front door and flipping it over, I take a look the return address label. It reads:
"Party In A Box"
When DH comes home, I'm upstairs doing laundry, but I can hear him ripping tape and sorting through the contents of the package. Next thing I know, he's upstairs, handing me the blue object you see pictured sitting atop my To Be Reviewed Stack.
It's a personal massager.
Because really, when you're having an office party, doesn't everyone in attendance need a personal massager? Especially when DH will be the one handing out the "favors," and most of the people he encounters in office visits are women?
I looked at DH and said, "Why not just pass out realllllly personal massagers?"
Isn't it all about what's appropriate? I have an inappropriate problem (meaning I am a lot). Some people find it charming, others run when they see me approaching. But even I know a personal massager giveaway in an office setting is most likely not a good idea.
I've been troubled by the news reports about the family who's involved in a dispute with Wal-Mart over bath time pictures of two children taken by their parents. I've seen four of the pictures, and frankly, I'm horrified that some Wal-Mart employee took it upon him or herself to report these parents for abuse because they took pictures of their kids wrapped in towels. Granted, I've not seen the other pictures, but the fact that the four I saw are actually being used as evidence in a court of law is heart-breaking.
I'm all about protecting children, but are we protecting the right kids? Would parents who were doing something wrong to their children that they wanted to hide have film developed at Wal-Mart? You can bet they won't now.
The Spider Monkey refuses to wear clothes MOST of the time. I have taken pictures of him completely naked in the following settings, and have emailed them to friends or briefly posted them on facebook:
a) sitting at my desk while typing on my computer
b) riding his tricycle inside
c) sitting on the kitchen counter (Clorox wipes are my friend)
d) jumping on the trampoline in the backyard
e) chasing his (fully-clothed) big brother
I'm always very careful to avoid his "business," because there are scary people out there. Does the fact that I think my kid is funny because of his penchant for nudity and the fact that I take pictures of him make me one of them?