tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post2609656634030633739..comments2023-10-16T04:09:22.107-07:00Comments on Fairytales and Margaritas: Why do I obsess?Lorihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07389148318166547545noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-42768198053813723062007-08-22T10:44:00.000-07:002007-08-22T10:44:00.000-07:00either you are normal or we're both insane. And s...either you are normal or we're both insane. And so are some of my girlfriends.<BR/><BR/>I can't watch the news.CamiKaoshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15802013252571263847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-36254883227267813222007-08-10T10:29:00.000-07:002007-08-10T10:29:00.000-07:00I hear ya!I have nightterrors about such things.I hear ya!<BR/><BR/>I have nightterrors about such things.Another Mom on the Internethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11613148834457517533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-46473827473261100502007-08-09T14:47:00.000-07:002007-08-09T14:47:00.000-07:00Oh, mama! I am right there with you on this. I j...Oh, mama! I am right there with you on this. I just cannot watch the news anymore. The national news - sometimes. Local news? Forget it. They almost always lead off with "At six, an update on the mother charged with (fill in the blank of some horrific abuse." I. Cannot. Watch. (or listen!)<BR/><BR/>And I do the scenarios in my head, too. My big one is what would I do if someone broke in the house while Kyle is gone . . . Yeah, I can get obsessive.Megan@SortaCrunchyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17202909752129884370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-1009778000472752522007-08-08T20:30:00.000-07:002007-08-08T20:30:00.000-07:00Life is certainly full of all sorts of scary senar...Life is certainly full of all sorts of scary senarios huh? I tend to steer clear of the news also. Since becoming a mother, I take things so much more difficult. I don't like to subject myself to a lot of it. <BR/>good post!Corey~living and lovinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05719661119360487023noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-4585161297512211112007-08-08T19:03:00.000-07:002007-08-08T19:03:00.000-07:00I totally do the same thing, especially when Natha...I totally do the same thing, especially when Nathan is out of town. But the worst thing I have been thinking about lately, probably due to the tragedy in Minn. is being trapped in a sinking car in the river. AGH!!!! Makes me sick to think about trying to get kids out, etc... That would be a nightmare.Mary Annhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14433058972885263558noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-22761221387749358822007-08-08T17:32:00.000-07:002007-08-08T17:32:00.000-07:00Oh Lori, it's so true. I'm right there with you. ...Oh Lori, it's so true. I'm right there with you. I've gone through those exact scenarios you've described in my own head numerous times. I keep my cell phone under my bed and rehearse what I would do if I heard someone in the house. <BR/><BR/>Ugh...it's so hard not to be consumed by the news stories. I can't watch. I can't even watch Law & Order or semi-violent movies anymore. It's just too much...Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15289135829751255458noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-39540594488654748462007-08-08T16:14:00.000-07:002007-08-08T16:14:00.000-07:00oh and on this Kitty Litter guy--it is not so much...oh and on this Kitty Litter guy--it is not so much him as the women who defend him, they are too nice, as we all tend to be, and do not see the Supreme hate that underlies him. He is not like most guys, but he is the kind that gives them all a bad name.<BR/><BR/>Oh--and I am gonna send you an application for official Riot Grrl status--just a formality--you are it:)<BR/><BR/>~BeckyBecky C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06415067599794969890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-35439024298209776612007-08-08T16:08:00.000-07:002007-08-08T16:08:00.000-07:00I do this--LOLand when you are home look at the fi...I do this--LOL<BR/><BR/>and when you are home look at the fireman--I am far from being an expert in this kind of thing--but he looks pretty hot and BIG to me--LOL<BR/><BR/>~BeckyBecky C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06415067599794969890noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-4358081621182961502007-08-08T15:30:00.000-07:002007-08-08T15:30:00.000-07:00You are so not alone. I have run some of those sc...You are so not alone. I have run some of those scenarios in my head when I am up at night: the fire, the home invasion, the motherless kids. I worry about the cats if the house catches fire while we are away. I worry about an intruder reaching Paula first because the master bedroom is in the back of the house.<BR/><BR/>I would never put a pool in my house, especially now that I now Isabel's fearless nature. I also need to make sure I put a bolt on the front door because she now knows how to unlock it.Boricua in Texashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10408201125366918838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7848206496846901193.post-53320274391133448452007-08-08T15:20:00.000-07:002007-08-08T15:20:00.000-07:00I can barely even manage to watch the news. When I...<I>I can barely even manage to watch the news. When I see a story about a child kidnapped or murdered my heart breaks. And I can't help thinking what it would be like if that happened to one of my children. I honestly don't know how these parents go on. I guess it helps to have other children to live for, but I think I'd be a complete mess for the rest of my life. Or kids who end up with a terminal illness. Just. breaks. my. heart.</I><BR/><BR/>That could have been me writing that passage. Word for word. Because I don't watch or read the news much anymore, Rick recounts these stories to me. Um, dude... there's a reason I don't seek this stuff out.Meghanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00800930933919453213noreply@blogger.com