I hate the word “retarded” when it’s used to insult someone.
In this age of political correctness, I know people are tired of all these “special interest groups” who insist on exchanging common word usage for PC lingo: He’s not a ‘janitor’, he’s a ‘sanitation engineer’. She’s not ‘chairman of the board’, she’s ‘chairperson of the board’. Ugh. I hate it too, I really do
But I draw the line at calling someone retarded. Because retarded is actually a medical diagnosis. My sister is mentally retarded, as a result of cerebral palsy. So when I hear people tossing out the phrase “Oh, he’s retarded” as an insult, it gets my back up. My sister IS retarded.... so just what are you saying when you use it as an insult? I try not to let it get to me, but it does. Seriously, there are so many excellent insults out there..... why take the easy way out and use a word that can cause so much pain to so many? Here’s just a few:
• His elevator doesn't reach the top floor
• He checked out of Hotel Brainy years ago
• If he was any more stupid he would photosynthesise in sunlight
• He's ten cents short of a dollar
• She's a macaroni salad short of a picnic
• He's got a rip in his marbles bag
• She hasn't got both hands on the steering wheel
• When you look in his eyes you can see that there is no one driving
• Lights on, door open, no one at home
I could go on and on.
The double-standard here is I use the words “crazy” and “psycho” to insult people. And that must hurt people who suffer from mental issues just as much as retarded hurts me. I’m working on it. I hope you do too.
Monday, September 27, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
What Happens in Vegas......
Well, after months and months and months, it’s finally here. I’m going to Vegas this week!
It’s an extra special trip, because not only will I be relaxing poolside with margaritas, playing Blackjack at night and generally having a good time sans child, I’ll be doing it with 5 of my most favourite people who I’ve never met (ok, I met one of them once for an hour at a McDonalds in Florida, but that was not nearly enough time).
You see, I’ve got a group of ladies I met online when we were all pregnant with a May 2007 baby. And somehow, a large number of us have managed to stay together, through the ups and downs of “real” life. These ladies have literally saved my sanity, helped me raise an awesome child, listened to me when I was down, cheered along with me when I was up, and basically been there no matter what.
No question or comment about poop, vomit, sore breasts, stretch marks, losing weight (moms), gaining weight (children), ridiculous outfits, appropriate restaurant etiquette and insane MILs is ever greeted with anything other than sympathy/laughter/wisdom.
The only bad thing about this trip is how many of us couldn’t make it.
Love you all!!!
It’s an extra special trip, because not only will I be relaxing poolside with margaritas, playing Blackjack at night and generally having a good time sans child, I’ll be doing it with 5 of my most favourite people who I’ve never met (ok, I met one of them once for an hour at a McDonalds in Florida, but that was not nearly enough time).
You see, I’ve got a group of ladies I met online when we were all pregnant with a May 2007 baby. And somehow, a large number of us have managed to stay together, through the ups and downs of “real” life. These ladies have literally saved my sanity, helped me raise an awesome child, listened to me when I was down, cheered along with me when I was up, and basically been there no matter what.
No question or comment about poop, vomit, sore breasts, stretch marks, losing weight (moms), gaining weight (children), ridiculous outfits, appropriate restaurant etiquette and insane MILs is ever greeted with anything other than sympathy/laughter/wisdom.
The only bad thing about this trip is how many of us couldn’t make it.
Love you all!!!
Friday, September 3, 2010
Long Weekend!
Hooray! I hope everyone has an amazing one! I took a long weekend last weekend and got some glorious cottage weather! With the forecast for this weekend in hand, I'm planning on a lot of indoor stuff: cleaning, laundry and computer work.
Life seems so much sweeter with an extra day to work, although not go to work.
Everyone be safe and have fun!
Life seems so much sweeter with an extra day to work, although not go to work.
Everyone be safe and have fun!
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
A Pox on You
I never seem to run out of topics to bitch about, but I do run out of time. I initially thought I’d be blogging on a daily (if not hourly!) basis, but my reality is, I’m busy. Maybe it’s because it’s summertime, and I’m filling every spare moment with some fun activity. Or perhaps I’m just lazy. A. would vote for the latter, I’m sure.
Speaking of A., you have to feel badly for the poor guy. For whatever reason, that man seems to catch every single disease that goes around daycare. Even diseases that R. herself doesn’t catch! He’s had Hand, Foot and Mouth, Pink Eye, Roseola, every flu and just recently? Chicken Pox. Have you ever seen a middle-aged man with a case of the Pox? Not pretty. And the whining..... oy vey.
And now, just as his spots have started to scab over, he’s come down with a case of pink eye. I think I’m going to start calling him Typhoid Mary. Except I’m afraid he’d really come down with that too.
Speaking of A., you have to feel badly for the poor guy. For whatever reason, that man seems to catch every single disease that goes around daycare. Even diseases that R. herself doesn’t catch! He’s had Hand, Foot and Mouth, Pink Eye, Roseola, every flu and just recently? Chicken Pox. Have you ever seen a middle-aged man with a case of the Pox? Not pretty. And the whining..... oy vey.
And now, just as his spots have started to scab over, he’s come down with a case of pink eye. I think I’m going to start calling him Typhoid Mary. Except I’m afraid he’d really come down with that too.
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