Why moms deserve more than a day and a few other bits...

So - I haven't blogged for a bit. Between everything else going on and an elbow that is trying to kill me I've been using up my typing moments for work and the novel. Today though, I'm going to blog even if it's just a little one...

First, Mother's Day was last weekend and maybe its because I'm the mom of a teenager right now and that in itself is making me feel picked on, I've been thinking that one day is less than we deserve. Mother's Day should be Mother's week, and nice employers should consider giving a day or two off. Days off that no one else in the house would be allowed to take off. I mean, really, folks lets break things down; Fathers get a day and I'm not taking away from their parenting duties (that I will save for another blog.) but lets get real. Their effort in making baby starts with sex and ends with an orgasm. I just don't feel bad for you boys. For women orgasm is optional. What's not usually optional is the instant mood swings, weight gain, stretch marks, and months of hurling. Literally. For some of the lucky ones adventure of pregnancy also includes growing noses and IV poles as home decor.  After the months of pregnancy fly by you get to go through delivery and baby blues and then having every move you make with your new bundle of joy judged - usually by other moms! Where is the love here, ladies? Where is the unity? But you know what? We all make it through. We figure things out as we go, we deal with diapers and puke and tired toddler tantrums until that morphs into dirty dishes, dirty laundry, and moody teenage tantrums. And for this we get a day? We need more, I say. At least a week. Maybe starting Monday...

Second, Let's all agree that it's ridiculous to argue whether or not two men should be married based on a quick blurb in some people's bible. I don't want to dwell on it too much but really - separation of church and state seems like it would automatically cover that one, since the bible argument seems to be the only one. Also, stop pretending that it all started as some holy union that us heathens are trying to tarnish. We all know it started out as men pawning of their daughters...

Third, I wan to say thank you to Mars Company and their Dove bar for their efforts to ensure people with nut allergies have a chance to enjoy chocolate. Because of them I got to see pictures of a really cute little boy I know have his first giant chocolate bar. No one should have to live without chocolate. I'm serious on that one. Potatoes and chocolate - everyone should have those.

And last, I love Betty White. Really, I do. I always loved Golden Girls and the hilarious stories of Rose. I always looked forward to being Blanche to my friend "Maureen's" Dorothy and "Dori's" Rose. I love that she's stayed funny and stayed active, and that she's gathered up her Old People Posse and launched her new show. Old people are effing funny.