Gracious

I come home after countless hours of back-breaking manual garage sale related labor to all kinds of interesting comments!

First off, can I say that I can almost guaran-damn-tee that I made more in an hour at my last job than I'll make at this garage sale. I did make a lot, but I'm just sayin'...the work to profit ratio is not cool. It's not about the profit though Ashley, it's about the clutter. It's about the clutter.

(I do like money though)

I wasn't going to post tonight but after a comment day like this one, I just must! I love good comment days like today.

First of all, whoever said whatever about kittens with tape on their feet and going to take the pantyhose off the dog's head...that was some funny shit. You made me LOL.

I was also interested to see that we all pretty much agree that a woman having a baby, even if said woman is dressed like a man, has chest hair and enlarged girly bits, is NOT world breaking news. It's just not.

The question of why someone in a Lesbian relationship would decide to become a man and why someone attracted to women would embrace that, is a really good point. I also question their shout it from the rooftops mentality, and yeah I heard them about telling their story themselves. Personally, I'd shut myself in the house for 10 months and give my kid a normal life. But I'm an introvert like that.

Also interesting in the comments is that an anonymous commenter left the oh so insightful two word phrase, "He's autistic" on my post about little kid's tendency to shriek like a wild animal vs. communicate. A smart commenter left a truly insightful post on autism and what a total moron said anonymous commenter was (not her words, I'm editorializing a little.)

I took it as a Hit & Run Hater comment, because not only is it ridiculous in and of itself, it would certainly be an unhelpful way to offer one's opinion. That's why I wasn't even going to bother to respond with a comment, but now that it's making for good conversation I'll go ahead and do so.

I can assure everyone that little kid is not autistic. I can make no such promises about demonic possession or sociopathic tendencies, but he's not autistic.

I'm a little bit smart about the whole autistic thing because it's been on my radar with Big Kid for a long time. They say there is a spectrum and there's a definite possibility that if so, he'd be in the shallow end of that spectrum.

We've always called him Rainman. I prefer to just think of it as extremely intelligent and creative with an extra helping of Quirkiness. I think we used to just call those people geniuses, now we have to know what's "wrong" with them.

So he washes his hands 80 times a day and lines stuff up obsessively, one day he's going to rob you blind at Blackjack.

I know autism is a REAL thing, no doubt, but it's also the new favorite buzzword. It's the new black, and no that's not racist.

And for all those concerned that I was truly worried about little kid's lack of speech, I'm not. Big Kid was a late talker too and I know, oh good Lord do I know, that once he does start using words it won't be a whole lot better than the shrieking and some days I'll want to go back.

Also, I've tried with the sign language thing. Big Kid was a master at it, little kid just stares at me and screams. Whatever. We'll get it all down one of these days.

My basic parenting philosophy is that if it probably won't be a problem by the time they graduate college, then it's nothing I need to worry about a whole lot now.

Okay, I can't believe I just typed all that out as tired as I am.

I haven't even been drinking. I mean I am now, but I just started.

I have to be at my mom's at 7am tomorrow morning. That means I'll have to wake up at 6:50 IN THE MORNING. Holy shit. To haggle with people over my junk in the hopes of making a few bucks.

I saw a shirt the other day that said, "I'll be blogging about this", I should so have that for tomorrow. Or maybe something that says, "You're dealing with someone slightly unstable, therefore if you curse, spit near me, or throw things at me, I might just go motherfucking ape shit on your ass"...or is that too long?

(once again, not racist. Normally I wouldn't even clarify, but after the LeBron controversy, I'm covering all my bases.)

Wish me luck.