Friday, February 27, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Twenty years ago we had Murphy Brown: the TV sitcom career woman who elected to be a single mom. In the speech heard round the world, then Vice President Dan Potatoe-head Quayle, accused the career woman of "mocking the importance of a father."
Now, in 2009, we have Bristol Palin: the daughter of vice-presidential wannabe, Sarah Palin.
Bristol doesn't lament being a single mom so much as having started a family too early, without having "a career" or "her own house" and without having completed her education. All valid points.
Ironic side note: Murphy had a career but no baby-daddy. Bristol has a baby-daddy but no career.
Bristol gave an interview recently as a means of
furthering her mother's national political aspirations helping "prevent teen pregnancy." In so doing, she talked about how much she loves the baby. How she didn't "regret" having the baby "at all." How she only wished she had "waited ten years."
Waited ten years to .... what? To have sex? To have unprotected sex?
Interestingly, a regret she didn't mention was being unwed. Any moment now, I'm expecting Quayle's modern day equivalent, a self-appointed family values czar to pontificate on such a clear lapse of moral judgement. Or not, because, she is the direct descendant of one who yaks on about values.
But the whys of Bristol's marital status is none of my business. My only concern is her message to teens.
So, for the record, what does she have to say about abstinence?
"Everyone should be abstinent, or whatever, but it's not realistic." Um. Ok. She didn't want to "get into details" of what IS realistic so that's all we get.
And if not abstinence, what options does she advocate?
She advises teens to "wait."
Newsflash for Bristol: Waiting IS abstinence. Abstinence IS waiting. The two are one and the same unless you are joining a convent.
So consider the interview
a ploy to get her mother back into the national spotlight a waste of time, or worse, a public service announcement for how satisfying and fulfilling an unplanned pregnancy can be.
I know, I know. Bristol is only a teenager. She is young and naive. She is
her mother's daughter untrained in the art of crafting a message.
So spare us the television appearance, the sham cause. Or if a sincere attempt, so poorly executed as to do more harm than good.
Here is this seasoned mother's message to teenagers: Unless you are prepared to have a baby, and believe me, you are not, show us your maturity. Use protection and use contraception. Condoms can be bought at your local pharmacy, grocery, discount or convenience store. Other contraceptive choices can be gotten by attending a Planned Parenthood clinic. You can click here to find the one closest to you.
I would also suggest talking to a trusted adult before you take the big step. But I know that you won't. Hardly anyone does. The decision is so personal and private and usually made in the dark of night.
On a lighter note, I offer an opinion. Most times two heads are better than one. Take helping kids' with homework. My kids go to dad with the math and mom with the social studies. Science is a toss up.
On math night and every other night? I'm awfully glad their dad is here. And so are they.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Another old friend of Stonemason's, a rather conventional man, accompanied all of us to an outdoor gathering. We were making small talk, standing around waiting to leave for a boat ride.
Monday, February 16, 2009
I've been wanting some sort of smart phone ever since I
And then there's the butt problem. How does a woman carry a cell phone in her back pocket, a PDA in the other and simultaneously camouflage
Back to the
Yes, I read the manual. Yes, I took the little tutorial. Minimal help. WTF? I have a PhD and a PDA but I can't figure out how to call my own office?
I guess I should swallow my pride and take my
And as this video proves, it isn't just me frustrated with the crippled learning curve.
P.S. Pardon the foul language. Or if you're like me, relish it.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
Say no to divorce.
Because, like yours and mine, these kids deserve to have married parents, too.
Monday, February 09, 2009
When, after an impromptu lunch time rendez-vous with my special Valentine (who would be my husband, of course) (because a sluggish economy has it's perks), I turned on the comedy channel. All the better to eat my
It was then that I saw this comedian, Tig Notare (no tar, eh?), for the first time.
I just had to share. Because I'm
If, like me, you just have to see more of Tig, you can check out her No Moleste spot, here. And, if once is never enough, here. And then there's her very own webpage, tignation.
Ok, back to my
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Sunday, February 01, 2009
I do know this. Like the addicts first taste of a bitter brew, I started my blog with very little idea of what I was getting into. I had thought this blog was merely a pilot, a trial run, an expedition toward professional goals. Yes, I had hoped to connect with fellow psychologists, and I did, some from as far away as New York and Australia, make that two from Australia. But little did I know that this social addiction awaited me. Little did I know I would stumble upon an engaging and welcoming community of writers, moms and friends: