Shanon’s Blog

Well I went to the doctor and now I’ve got more medicine than I know what to do with. And I got a shot in the butt. I asked for a shot rather than steroid pills because I already have enough pills to swallow. But I didn’t realize how much one of those shots HURTS! I don’t know if maybe I have zero pain tolerance or if it really was that bad, but man it hurt. Who knows. Maybe that’s the karma for the blog I wrote yesterday and now apparently deserve the bad things that happen to me for.

Seriously, I understand that a parent’s job is to defend their child. If it was me with one of my nieces or nephews, I would have felt bad. But it wasn’t me, so for this instance I am gonna say that I was frustrated. Keep in mind that I was certain my head would explode at any second and the shrieking and screaming and kicks of the kid behind me made it worse. I’m also not about to say that even if my head wasn’t going to explode that I still wouldn’t have been frustrated, but that’s not the case. Please tell me that there has never been one instance in which someone else’s child was on your last nerve. If you dare say this has never happened with your own child, I would say that you’re not honest with yourself about your feelings. Yes, I am completely unempathetic at times. I don’t deny this. But seriouosly? If this one instance of my getting irritated with the child behind me is enough to make you hate me, maybe I’m not the only one who needs to do a little introspection.

Granted, everyone has a total right to be mad at me or agree with me or whatever emotion you may choose to feel after yesterday’s blog. I don’t deny you that nor am I mad or upset with the fact that you criticize and don’t agree with my opinion. I can empathize with that feeling. It’s cool.

But, while I’m on the subject, I’m not saying anything other than I went and saw Pineapple Express last night and was shocked at the amount of kids in the audience. I’m 27 years old and felt uncomfortable sitting there with my friends at times, so I cannot even begin to imagine what those parents were feeling. At one point I saw several groups get up and leave, but at the end of the movie when I went to the bathroom there was a bunch of kids in there with their Pineapple Express swag. I don’t know what I think about this exactly. I’m told that kids are so desensitized to stuff at this point that it’s really nothing they don’t hear or talk about at school. But I also think that there has to be SOME line drawn with the direct exposure a parent gives to their kid. Knowledge of things is fine, but why would you take your kid to this movie? Judge me again. It’s fine. I’m just saying that I’m as entitled to my opinion as you are yours.

I think that codeine cough syrup has the opposite effect on me. I had the worst time falling asleep last night and then couldn’t stay asleep to save my life. Maybe I have a lot on my mind. I did lay in bed with some pretty heavy thoughts, but I didn’t think they were enough to interrupt my sleep. Especially after my long day yesterday. I went to the wheel store and bought a $70 USED wheel and then to Discount Tire to get the new tire. The guy at Discount Tire said that I didn’t need the new wheel and that I got jipped paying that much for a used tire. So I planned to take it back, but I look at the receipt and it says there’s a 25% restocking fee and then they don’t do refunds…in store credit only. I can understand maybe a Wal Mart doing in store credit because you can buy everything from bacon to bikes there. But the wheel store? I’m sure there’s something on my car they can fix, but what a rip. I won’t be going back to the store I let rip me off.

BTW…my boat is named Murphy’s Law. It’s my last name. So it’s a way of life for me. Not ecessarily the ill effects of a blog that makes people mad. Oh, and here’s a question for you. The movie was at a mall last night and I bought a couple of shirts at Victoria’s Secret. Are they OK to wear everyday or are they sleeping shirts? They’re not silky and pajama looking. They are normal chic shirts. I think I’ve seen people wear them out before. In fact I think one lady at Discount Tire had one on. But JC says you’re not supposed to do that, so I don’t know.

So glad to be back from DJ school in Denver. Flying to the mile high city with a sinus infection ( I guess)…BAD IDEA. I was in bed by 8 every night. All the other cool DJ’s probably think I’m stuck up and lame. Whatever. Who needs DJ friends anyway? Not this girl right here.  My insurance finally changed over, though, so now I can make eye contact with my doctor for less than $100. And I can even fill my meds. I didn’t realize how expensive health care was until I had my last insurance. Allegra was $112 a bottle, so I started taking over the counter Zyrtec instead. Maybe now I can get on Allegra again. Anyway…

I think that people who bring their bad babies on airplanes are selfish. Babies that cry over anything are going to cry more when their head feels like it’s going to explode because of the pressure. And you know that the parents know that their baby is bad because they carry on a stupid trash bag full of stuffed animals to shut the thing up. And then the baby kicks the seat in front of them so hard it wakes the person up. On Saturday I was that person.

If you are one of these selfish parents, don’t give me a go to hell look when I turn around and give you the go to hell look. You know as well as I do that you didn’t want to be trapped in a car with this bad child for hours, so why would you subject completely innocent strangers to your little spawn for two hours? You deserve mean looks from everyone around your bad baby. And how awful is it that after your baby wakes me up from screaming and kicking for most of the flight, the thing falls asleep as soon as we land. So, to make a long story short, I don’t like selfish parents.

Does it bother you when someone gets on your computer and changes you’re user name on every page you both use? I go to get on my Kiddnation page today and I’m signed in as British Guy Jack. And, he uses my laptop during the show and always changes my email name to his. Maybe I’m mega anal, but isn’t it just polite to change stuff back? I’m not a boy. I’m not British. I don’t want to be a boy, or British. So why do I want to log onto my stuff and British Guy jack pop up on everything?

I had a blowout on Saturday night and bent the rim of my tire, so I have to get that fixed before I can make my doctors appointment today. I live in Coppell and Dr. Moon is in Plano. So I have to make an appointment for that. And then tonight I’m going to see “Pineapple Express.” We’re having Seth Rogan and James Franco on the show tomorrow, so I want lots of people to go see the movie tonight.

So I’m gonna go blow my nose AGAIN. It’s so raw and gross now. I hate it. I’ll let you know what the doctor says tomorrow.