Damn you, adulthood.

Having two small children, I watch a lot of cartoons. The top of the list includes Dora, Diego, Veggie Tales, Disney movies and Looney Toons. I bet there are tons of people wishing they were me- watching cartoons all day.
Here's the problem though... stupid adulthood has killed the enjoyment in cartoons for me. Mostly, I find myself asking cartoon characters, "Are you stupid?!" I mean, c'mon, Dora. Yes, I see Swiper. And why do I have to say, "Swiper, no swiping!"? And why three times? And why are we teaching children to yell at foxes in succession versus just saying please? Not that "please" would work a thieving fox anyway.
Between Dora and Diego constantly telling my kids to say everything "louder," and I have to keep telling them to be quiet and use their indoor voice. How about THAT, Dora and Diego? How about an episode about indoor voice versus outside voice? No. That's ridiculous. Let's focus on becoming a princess in Fairytale Land. o.O
Let's move on, shall we?
Veggie Tales. Nice morals, decent singing. At one point I was baffled by their ability to hold things and play instruments with no hands. But vegetables aren't supposed to have hands, so which concept is more ridiculous? I mean, they gave them eyes, right? There aren't even any potatoes in the cartoons and those are the only vegetable that should have eyes... get it?
Moving on....
I can't crack on Disney movies because it's Disney. I'll just do one movie and make my point. Cars. Also referred to as "The World of Cars." In the first movie, there are tire tracks in the sky. In the sky, people. In this movie, cars talk, fall in love, gain morals. The do not, however, fly. Until Mater flies like a spaceship in Mater's Tall Tales and in the bonus clip on Cars 2. In the Cars 2 bonus, he flies with other airplanes- that also talk. Wait, what? Airplanes? Oh, so the airplanes made the tire tracks in the sky in the first Cars? Doubt it.
Now, Looney Toons. I'm not even sure I should go here. Aside from getting smashed flat into the ground and recovering seconds later, the contradiction in these cartoons keep making me think. I don't watch cartoons because I want my mind to be engaged. In Daffy Duck's Fantastic Island, a lovely spin on Fantasy Island, it begins with Daffy and Speedy Gonzales stuck on an island that MIGHT be 1/4 mi. wide. Daffy complains that there is literally only palm trees, 4 of them, on this island. Everything they eat is coconut. Yet, when they manage to get the treasure map from Yosemite Sam, whose ship sinks nearby the island, the island is suddenly acres wide, and even has a chicken coop that must be inspected to locate the missing treasure map.
Twenty years ago, I wouldn't have noticed any of these things. So, thanks, adulthood. Thanks for nothing.

Well then, that was pointless, wasn't it?

Sometimes it's okay to pick on them...

Sometimes life gives you a  crying toddler who wants to watch Diego... and when you want to listen to music, she tells you NO MUSIC.. or more accurately, NO MUSCICIC... I had to pick on her. Hey, it's better than abuse, right?

Kitty Comic Relief

Every time I open my fridge... there's THIS. Sometimes I open the fridge simply for comic relief.

This could be better.

I could do a better "first post", but ya know what? This is what's on my mind right now... I thought I'd write a beautiful introduction to my life and open the portal to the mind of a crazy woman... guess you'll have to wait.

I'm not a natural grammar Nazi. I don't correct everyone all the time. But I'm in college and my peers should know simple grammar. Your, you're, and there, their, and they're. I really thought these were SIMPLE English language basics- and by college level, should be common sense. I hate to think that peers with the same degree as myself will sound like such idiots in their written communications. Will I be compared to these people when trying to work with clients and customers? 

So what the heck? I get that come time for job interviews, I'll be the one making proper word choice. However, how do I work side by side with a person that has had the same educational opportunities as myself yet can't seem to show possession in 'their' or understand that when you shorten "you are", you would get "you're"? How can you diagnose and treat developmentally disabled children when you're clearly incompetent on such a simple level?

I'm mad about something stupid. Well then, that was productive.