November 11, 2008

I got my house! Although I have been waiting for three years to get my own place, it feels like it happened so fast. I am so excited to take my son for a tour of his new room, and a ride around his new neighborhood. He has not even seen it, but I am hoping that it will be a pleasant surprise for him.

Even with all the excitement, I feel stressed about paying bills. The only bills I ever had to pay were my credit card bills and my car insurance bills. I hope that this does not kick me in the behind.

Okay, Okay, I will stop blabbering about my house. Instead I will blabber about my son. For a couple of months he has become the biggest Slipknot fan. He is not a teenager--he is three years old. All he talks about is Chris the drummer. All he wants for Christmas is a Slipknot mask. Most likely his dad will get it for him, but honestly, I think it will scare me at night.

Isn't it funny how children develop these personalities? It is interesting to me that everyone is so different, like they were meant to be that way. Whenever I am at the bookstore, I glance at the parenting books and wonder how child psychologists make it sound like they have the answers to raising a perfect, well-behaved child. I followed all the techniques to Super Nanny and followed everything that I read in Parents Magazine, but in reality, children have their own thoughts and ideas.

My Dream House

Being 23-years-old, I feel that it is time to leave the nest. Since I was 14, I wanted to leave home; I even contemplated running away. However, because of my financial situation, I have been living in my parent's house. Don't get me wrong, I am grateful that my parents let me stay in their house, but it's nothing like having your own place (even if I am renting). At night I dream about cooking in my own kitchen and cleaning my own place. It may seem funny, but that is what I look forward to-not partying or staying up late every night. I am a mother, and as a mother, I have a responsibility to provide for him.

Today I found a beautiful place in the neighborhood beside the animal hospital. The outside is beautiful, and house is in a cul-de-sac, which I love. The inside was still smells of paint. There are hard wood floors, which will make it easy to clean. I never thought of a bathroom as my sanctuary, but in this case I do, because they are gorgeous. Everything about the house is like my dream house, and I hope that I get it. It will make my life feel like it is just beginning.

prop 8

As I was driving around town yesterday, I noticed many people holding up signs to vote "yes" for proposition 8. On those signs said "honk if you vote 'yes' on prop 8." Not surprisingly, many passionate people honked after passing the crowd. What did surprise me, however, was that there were children holding up these signs. It was perposterous! I am definitely for instilling values on children, but not political views, and especially not in a public affair.

So what are my views? I would vote "no" on proposition 8 because I do not believe in descrimination. Furthermore, I do not feel that gay marriage will hurt anybody. Many people who oppose do not feel that they are descriminating because gay marriage is "unnatural." Although not the norm, they are still people and deserve the respect and right to marry.

There are so many theories on homosexuality, such as it being an abnormal condition, or choosing to live a "sinful" lifestyle. Though theories, there are no real answers. In that case, I do not believe that I or anybody else has the right to say if homosexuality is wrong.

Another opposing view is that our children will be taught about gay marriage in schools. I have never heard of an instructor teaching about marriage in school. However, I did learn about sex education, slang terms for beer, marijuana, and other drugs, and how to use a condom. Yet it is acceptable.

I feel that proposition 8 will pass, and I do not think anything will change. However, I do feel that society needs to be more accepting. It will be a good lesson for our children if we teach them to treat others as we would like to be treated.