Prefacing this with "I love my daughter more than anything else and wouldn't trade her for the world." Ok, maybe for a couple of cases of wine and plasma HDTV with a DirectTV Game Day subscription, but that'll never happen...
This whole thing started because of a commercial. Black background on the screen and then names of STD's pop up. Herpes. Aids. Gonorrhea. Etc. Point was to convince people to wear condoms. Clearly, the ad campaign was designed by some single guy in his late 20's thinking of all the creepy crawlies he could catch from a "two Cosmos and I'm on my back, three and I'm planning the honeymoon" woman at the local club. I'd like to suggest a more effective campaign - black background, white text - "Albertsons." Fade to a kid kicking and screaming on the floor because you won't buy her Count Chocula cereal. "Chili's" Fade to a kid throwing food across the restaurant at other people, with salsa dripping from her hair. "Rack of lamb at your favorite restaurant" No fade, just a voice saying "Your lamb, sir" followed by "Uh-oh, I made a poopie." If I was a high-schooler and saw that, I'd wear a hefty bag over myself before sex. And that's just the beginning.
Why do I have to dress my kid up with matching stuff when we go out? We went to the beach yesterday and she had matching FILA sweat pants and a jacket, which matched her socks, shoes and t-shirt. Did I mention she had matching pigtail bows? We even had a matching "Very Important Princess" diaper bag to go with it, instead of the usual baby blue one. I don't get it. My daughter is content to dress up like Scuba Dave and wear a red plastic bowl on her head for a hat. Really. Why do we have to color coordinate outfits to hair ribbons and socks? The kid isn't even TWO YEARS OLD. I could cut holes in a pillow case, drop it over her head and we'd be fine. Think of all the money I'd save. But no. Baby clothes from Old Navy and Baby Gap. I'm too cheap to shop at either place, but we're out spending $75 an outfit for something she'll grow out of in two months. Can you tell that I'm drinking at 12:41 in the afternoon?
Potty training. This, in and of itself, should be enough an argument to wear protection. We have at least 5 different kiddy books (all $7.95 a piece) on the subject of pooping. Now I don't know about you, but the last thing I want to do after a long day at work is come home and read "Everybody Poops" while I'm trying to scarf down dinner. "And Prudence has a little hole for making poopoo." That's an ACTUAL line in one of our literary masterpieces. Even more exciting is actually trying to keep her on the mini-crapper while I read these things to her. Yes, we went out and bought a special plastic potty, which even comes with a battery operated flushing sound when you pull the little handle down. Give me an hour with your high school aged kid. Screw protection, they'll NEVER have sex.
Finally (I'm running out of port), I'd like to broach one last topic. Depravity on the net. I realize that most of you know there are some sick things out on the internet. Do yourself a favor. Don't ever get a detailed web counter if you have a web page or a blog. In addition to tracking all of the people that hit your site (26 unique IPs and 84 hits in 3 days here), it also tracks how they come in. So, if you type in my address, I see "Self Referring/Bookmark" or if you click a link like Mercury Sound, I see where you come from. More disturbing, if you search for a string of words on Yahoo and bounce in, I see that, too. So, some loser from Canada ended up here by looking up "plumpers going shit" on Yahoo. After I got up from the floor (I couldn't stop laughing), I did, in fact, look up "plumpers going shit" on Yahoo only to find that I'm listed in the #4 spot because of a combination of words. Luckily, Janeane Garofalo is the first link listed, which I get endless satisfaction from. I'm sure she's off enjoying a carton of ho-ho's and lamenting four more years of Bush. The second link was derived from a search (also from a Canadian) on the following: erotic stories%2C babysitters changing diapers. Mr. toronto-HSE-ppp4310099.sympatico.ca , I'm going to pray a special prayer for you tonight. Very Special.
Sorry to end on a downer, but just couldn't help it on this one. Just think of me trying to eat dinner while reading "And Prudence has a little hole for making poopoo" and hopefully that will put a smile on your face. I need more port.