Jami's Random Ramblings

I haven't had much to blog about lately. I could talk about neighbors who rev their motorcycle engines for no apparent reason for 15 minutes before actually leaving on it. Or construction that starts at 7:50 am so that they can apparently be done by noon and not come back until the next morning. I could tell you how my adorable and perfect son decided that my arms are covered in sprinkles (not, he insists freckles) which he then pretends to eat. I could even explain how he's totally potty trained as long as he's naked from the waist down and in the same room as the potty. But none of those seems like a full post. I would like to say, to those women who need to hear it - stop dating and marrying like you have no brain. He's not going to change just because you're married. Cheaters still cheat, liars still lie, abusers still abuse. The first time he calls you the C- word, DUMP him and never, never, never look back. If he doesn't like your kids, he's not going to, and they need you more than you need him. Don't date a man who doesn't want what you want. Don't get pregnant by someone you aren't sure you want to marry. Don't date a man you have to support financially, unless you plan on doing it the rest of your life. Okay? Please? I'm starting to be embarrassed to be a woman. On a lighter note, the Circle of Friends Review blog took a bit of a break, but it's back and I'm working to keep new reviews coming up. The reviews are done by people with generally good taste, which of course, means people who like the things I like. The summer TV season is about over, and the fall season won't start for awhile (a whole MONTH until new Heroes?? Come ON!), so there's not much on the tube - not that I have the time to watch much. Why does Thomas the Tank Engine have an estimated 17 million friends? There are rarely more than 4 or 5 trains in the entire episode, plus, of course, the helicopter, the bus and the tractor. So why do we need all the minor characters? It can't just be so that I'll buy every stinkin' engine that comes out, can it? It can? Sigh. My friend Kristi and her husband Ben are having a baby boy - in the spirit of parents helping parents, I'd like to suggest James as the name, after yours truly. Or, if they want to get creative, why not combine your names and call him Krinjamin? Benti? Hey- if you're that person that won the Powerball? I'd really love just a little of that cash. I promise to put it to good use. Seriously, you won't even miss - let's say - 100 grand? And it would totally help me out. Let me know. I couldn't believe I didn't win, we had like TWO totally different numbers. TWO!!