I am a Muslim, a Christian, a Jew and a Buddhist too. If you don't like it, then this place is not for you, but as long as you don't force your beliefs on anyone, you're welcome to join in, it doesn't matter if you're a liberal, a republican or just simply you.
My little girl and I love playing this game where we make up words for laughs. Meaningless words, fun words.....
But words can be so powerful and mean sometimes, especially coming from boys.
I've been puzzled lately about my teenage daughter's drastic change from a pretty outgoing, confident young lady to a complete introvert, shying away from the center of attention she used to love so much. Of course becoming a teenager suddenly and the hormonal changes that come along with it don't help any, but as it turns out, she has a stalker who's making her life hell at school.
I am tempted to call his parents to make them aware of what their son is up to and tell him to back off.
Just the other day he grabbed my daughter by her hair forcefully, tied a rubberband in it and messed it up pretty bad. Long story short, the dean ended up cutting off about three inches of her hair to get rid of the mess. Ever since then, she's discovering all kinds of bad things he's been saying about her behind her back, trying to alienate her from her friends, all because she wouldn't go out with him.
Gosh, I have seen so many awful sides of mankind this month leading up to this holiday season, which I honestly prefer not to go into at this time, because I don't want to influence anyone into thinking that it's a "dog eat dog" world out there, say something bad and have it stuck in their minds like a broken record.
Instead I would like to dedicate the rest of this post and the rest of December to all "shoe dogs" out there around the world, in honor of our outgoing President, George W. Bush.
Gosh! What happened to him over there in Iraq recently was really mean and totally uncalled for. Aside from being President of the United States, I think he's actually a really nice guy.
He doesn't deserve to be treated like that, but hey, shit happens man! There's not much we can do about it now.
What I would like to propose though, is something entirely different. Not to add insult to injury or anything, because I'm not a mean person, but the way this shoe throwing business seems to have snowballed, in some places even affect the local economy, I see yet another opportunity for a Hallmark holiday in the bright horizon.
Going forward: December 14, International "Shoe Dog Day", in honor of George W. Bush, the Patron Saint of Shoe Dogs, to help boost the already meager December sales as of late.
It's gotta go down in history as one of the most remarkable feats of our time, never to be forgotten.
I'm not sure where the term "shoe dog" originated or how it all started, all I know is that the term is commonly used for "shoe salesperson" in retail America. It probably sounds derogatory to most people, but in "shoe sales culture", salespeople use it to poke fun with each other and carry it with a certain level of pride, especially in situations that call for a high five.
“We have been producing that specific style, which I personally designed, for 10 years, so I couldn’t have missed it, no way,” said Ramazan Baydan, a shoemaker in Istanbul. “As a shoemaker, you understand.”
My daughter goes to a "white upper class" private school.........and somebody is going to lose their job about this!
Yesterday was my daughter's first day as a freshman in high school. When I picked her up after school, she obviously looked like she wasn't too happy.
I greeted her with a smile.
Hey baby, how was your day?
I am so mad, you're not going to believe what happened!
Oh honey what happened?
I have one of the worst teacher's ever!
We were all sitting there waiting for this guy to start class and the first thing he said to us was:
OK everybody, l want you to look around and tell me what's the predominant color you see all around you. Everybody looked around, we looked at each other's clothes and we all looked at each other wondering what to look for, but everyone was quiet. Then most of us looked at the walls, thinking obviously because the walls were white, white was must be the predominant color.
So then the somebody raised their hand and said: White?
The teacher said: That's right!
White is the predominant color! You are all white!
You are all here because you come from white upper class families or at the very least upper middle class. You live in nice homes, your parents drive nice cars and none of you would even be here if your parents couldn't afford the ten thousand dollar tuition.
I want you to be aware of that! I want you to be aware of everything around you wherever you go, whatever you do. Be aware of everything in your neighborhood, in you town, in your country, in the world.....I want you to be awaaaaaare!
We all looked at each other shocked. Is this guys serious?
And the way he constantly pronounced awaaaare was as if he was taking a poo. He made me sick to my stomach! He made me so mad, I felt like getting up, tell him exactly what I think of him and walk out!
You can keep your FINE WHITE SCHOOL, I'm outahere!
Then why didn't you tell him off? I can't believe this! This is outrageous! Why in the world is this guy even allowed to teach?
I can't believe it either mom.
You know I can take a lot, you can call me names or whatever, but this is obviously going too far. What bothers me most is not the fact that I'm not from an upper class family and that I'm there only because I got a scholarship. What really bothers me is that he totally ignored this African-American kid and a dark skinned Italian boy who were sitting next to each other right up front staring him in the face. Can you imagine how they must have felt? He keeps telling us to be awaaaaare, but he's obviously too ignorant to be awaaaare of the fact that he's hurting people's feelings.
What in the world is he thinking?
I said: this man needs to be stopped immediately, he is very harmful! There is just no way he should be allowed to continue damaging our kids like this. I'll have to talk to somebody about this!
No mom, don't do anything yet, let me do it. There is this other teacher I want to talk to about this. He's really cool and I totally trust him.
She felt like dropping the subject for the time being and asked me if we can discuss it later because she was too tired and hungry and just wanted to go home. I agreed.
I still need to find out more about this guy and the entire event in more detail before I proceed, but obviously someone is going to hear from me.
Last night my daughter and I were at Woodfield Mall shopping for eye glasses when a severe storm suddenly swept through Chicago. Just when we finished our eye exams, a mall security agent came into the store ordering everyone to evacuate and seek shelter in the lower level of the building. The mall was pretty crowded, but luckily everyone remained calm while we were being ushered into the mall's emergency hallways.
One woman came marching in with her clan looking furious! She started complaining out loud about how mall security was handling the situation, saying that they didn't act fast enough and they shouldn't be asking people to sign in their names at the hallway entrance in a time like this. Her little girl started crying, holding on to her begging for comfort, but she went on and on and wouldn't shut up. Finally I decided to shut her up in my calmest tone of voice saying, "There is no need to worry mam! They're saying the storm is headed this way, but it's still plenty far enough, so there is no need for alarm or panic. She yelled at me: "Well, I used to manage a large movie theater and this is not the way we did it. This is not the way to handle an evacuation!"
I thought oh whatever....and looked away. A few seconds later she moved away from me to a different spot.
People looked tense and worried and many were using their cell phones trying to get weather updates from friends and family. They shared all kinds of mixed reports with us and the crowd grew restless. There were at least five different claims of tornados touching in several different towns close by, but newspapers today reported that no such thing happened, funnel forming yes, but only in one of the suburbs south of us. The narrow hallway was about 100 feet long and 4 feet wide. It was packed with people lined up against both walls, staring at each other while exchanging nervous smiles when eyes met.
I just stood there quietly listening, assessing the situation while I was trying to comfort Nat. Nat was worried about Oreo who was all alone at home and terrified of thunder.
All in all we were cooped up in that hot and muggy hallway for about 45 minutes before they finally announced the all clear.
Nat and I went home immediately afterwards to check on Oreo. Poor thing was so scared, she peed all over her cage.
More than 200,000 Commonwealth Edison customers lost power across northern Illinois in the aftermath of the storms, with about 49,000 of them in Chicago, according to Pam Anton, a utility spokeswoman. Lansing, Aurora and Lombard also had thousands of customers reporting a loss of power.