SNOW?!

Poor Kitty.. I'm confused too!

It is snowing.... I am in Dallas, Texas and there is snow flying around outside.. our house is freezing, despite the fact that the heater is on.. our windows are not equipped for such cold weather because.. well.. because its TEXAS damn it! I am freezing.. I have three shirts on, thermal socks and a blanket around me....

The roads are horrible.. they don't put salt on the roads like they do in Toronto (because they don't expect shit like this to happen!).. so you know what they use instead?.... sand... there are trucks driving around dumping sand everywhere...

My friends are laughing at me because I was happily taunting them saying that I would never have to endure another winter.. me and my big mouth..

As you can probably tell.. I don't fancy cold weather.. especially when I am not expecting it! At least in Toronto, you KNOW it get's cold, and that there is a winter.. but here in Dallas, this isn't the norm by any means.. Just the other day it was 80 degrees and the air conditioning was on! I don't like any kind of extreme weather.. extreme weather bites!

DAMN YOU GLOBAL WARMING! YOU SUCK!

Back in Dallas

Airport Woes

It's been a while since I last posted. I didn't have much time to sit down and write out my thoughts while I was in Mississauga. But it sure was great to be back and spend time with my amazing family and lovely friends.

While I was waiting at the airport on Monday afternoon (to come back to Dallas), there was a woman (who was probably the same age as myself--- 26) who had two small children. One was a cute little baby girl with big, round eyes and chubby cheeks and the other was a two and half year old boy who was bursting with energy.

At first I felt bad for the mother because she seemed to be having a very hard time managing two small children by herself, so I started to play with her son and keep him occupied while she took care of the baby girl.

Much to my dismay the kids stunk like cigarettes and both of them had bruises on their faces. I really adore children, so to see little one's with such prominent bruises on their faces really bothered me. The mother didn't seem like the nurturing type. She seemed quite annoyed at the hand that she had been dealt. I always say that not all people are meant to have children. She illustrated my point perfectly.

Every time her son wanted her attention, she ignored him and he would then throw a tantrum by laying down in front of her and crying loudly. You know what she would do to him? She'd man handle him by lifting him up by one arm and dragged him around like a rag doll. She even kicked him a few times. She kicked her two and a half year old son.

I kept telling her son to come over and sit with me and I'd try to keep his attention as long as I could. At one point, we flipped through every page of the "Allure" magazine that I bought (twice). He'd point to everything on the page and say "what's that?" I was quite impressed by the fact that he knew so many words and colours.

But really, how long can you keep a child's attention with a magazine? I tried pulling things out of my purse to amuse him so that he wouldn't throw tantrums (which would result in him getting physically hurt), but it was obvious that he really wanted his mother's attention.

I realized something extremely important that day-- that children, (especially young children) NEED their mother's attention. It's a simple realization really, but so many people fail to understand this. Tantrums are usually caused because the children are being ignored. I've seen it happen so many times now.

It's not by any means easy being a mother. Like Oprah has said, being a mother is the hardest and most important job in the world for you are responsible for another person's life. But if you are not ready to assume that responsibility, please, don't bring children into the world and treat them horribly.

I wish I could have done something more to help those children. I tried to get more information from the woman about where she lived in Texas (I thought I could perhaps contact child services), but she mostly complained about her kids and how the plane was taking so long to arrive (which it wasn't)..

Sigh.. God help all of the children that are in such situations..

Pink is the new Blog

I am getting a kick out of reading this blog:

http://trent.blogspot.com/

Home Sweet Home

Back in Tdot for twenty days.. I arrived yesterday afternoon and God did it feel good.. its funny how you miss little things when you move away.. the leaves changing colour.. the stores around your home.. your mom's cooking-- which is always prepared with so much love-- at least my mom's is..

I love hugging my parents.. its as if I can feel their love through their hugs.. I didn't think that it was possible to love them more than I already did.. but since moving away, I think that this has happened.. I appreciate every little thing about them.. they have been and still are so very good to me.. I love, love, love, love LOVE my parents..