Friday, September 18, 2009
Of Workout Clothes, Mexico and Health Care
My Old Navy order. Isn't that pathetic? I know that it seems frumpy. I know. But I promise, I broke all of my workout clothing this summer and had to replace it all. Amazing how actual working out in yoga pants, rather than just lounging, will wear them out so quickly. All these years...I had no idea.
Friday I brought home Mexican cokes. Special because Mexican cokes are still sweetened with real sugar, not the high fructose corn syrup that seems to have invaded America by storm years ago with no real plans of ever leaving. Jonathan had never had one. The bottle is perfect and slightly retro. We're both hooked for life.
I think it's safe to say I successfully grew pumpkins and gourds.
And finally, a special comment:
If you had a baby recently and were assisted in paying to have said baby by passport and then got WIC after the baby arrived and you are on food stamps I'm going to just say it: YOU HAVE NO RIGHT IN THE WORLD TO SAY ANYTHING ABOUT SOCIALIZED ANYTHING. OKAY?
And another thing: if you don't think we need health care reform I don't think you should be allowed to complain about your co-payments, your high deductibles, or being denied for some service you think you deserve. It just makes you look like a gigantic hypocrite. If you're happy with the status quo then I think you should suck it up and act like it.