Boundaries

I despise, with a passion, Filipinos.

Yes, I'm Filipino.

In fact, I was born and raised in the Philippines until we emigrated here when I was 7yrs old.  

Both my parents were Filipino, with an exception of some Chinese and Spanish decent.

I married a Filipino.

I have a son, 100% Filipino.

So how could I hate Filipinos so much?  Because Filipinos are arrogant sons of bitches that believe that their opinion is God's own truth, they have no social graces to keep to themselves, they overstep their boundaries and talk shit about anything that moves, they believe that they are superior to others and just completely embarrass themselves in the process.  I'm embarrassed for them-- for me.

End rant.

Nature vs. Nurture

I've been pondering, lately, the nature of people.  Is our bad behavior nurtured by nature?  Or is it simply our nature to nurture bad behavior?  There are very few of us who still open the door for others - especially for Moms pushing a stroller.  I mean what kind of person stands and watches a Mom struggle to open a door while trying to push the stroller at the same time?  Oh that's right, the kind of person that goes through the door you just opened for yourself and the baby you're pushing before you can even go through.  I digress.  I believe that there are so many persons out there that continue to behave badly towards others because people like me allow them to do it.  And why do I allow it?  1, I'm not the type of person that likes to rock the boat.  2, I care too much about what other people think/feel about me and so I shut my mouth hoping that they'll realize/learn that their behavior is not something that is warranted.

I would have to say that I'm a very good natured person- I'm usually the volunteer for anything that needs to be done.  I am willing to bend over backwards for a person I care about... that is until you screw me over.  I don't believe in forgiving and forgetting.  Why?  Because in the past, I've usually been the person forgiving and the other person is usually the one doing the forgetting... and so very often we end up at the same crossroads again.  So I have turned a new leaf.  I've stopped living with the thought that if I do good to this person I expect/hope that they will do the same for me.  Now my philosophy is -- everyone out for themselves.  The problem?  I can't turn my expectations off.  That has been my problem my whole life.  And that is why I have been disappointed my whole entire life -- with the exception of a handful of people, Hubby, Baby, Mama, Papa, Brother.  

And so where does this leave me?  Do I let nature take its course?  Let 'karma' or some higher source teach these persons the lesson they badly need to learn.  Or do I nurture my own bad behavior and do unto others as they have done to me?  That is the golden rule isn't it?

Mama's been M.I.A.

Yes I know, I start blogging and then I stop... it's been awhile since I've posted.  And that's because it's been busy... since my last post at the end of August we've endured an inner ear infection, upgraded to a big boy car seat because James was busting out of his infant carrier [even though the weight capacity is 30lbs and he's only 17lbs], and James said his first word -- Papa [how disappointing for me since hubby always complains that James favors me over him].

Football season is among us and aren't we all just jumping for joy!  I know hubby is very excited to be sharing this season with James... how excited you say?!?!?!

This much!!!

I have taken up card making- as I've mentioned before.  I believe I'm getting better and better at every card, but I struggle to make it my own craft.  I have the big book of Martha Stewart Crafts and that woman just annoys me-- she's that good!!  I'm looking forward to making our Christmas cards this year, all 30 of them!  wish me luck and patience.

I have also taken reading back up.  I know, it's a big shame that I have not picked up a book [besides pregnancy/parenting books]- in years!  The first book I chose?  The Time Traveler's Wife.  Being a new mom I don't have much time to watch TV much less go out to see a movie- the commercials for the movie were so interesting to me that I decided to pick up the book.  First day of reading it [yesterday] I read 200 pages, I couldn't put it down.  Today I only got through 50, but it makes me realize how much I miss just sitting down and reading.  It gives me time to collect myself.  To use my imagination again.  To be still.  And to escape into someone else's world.  Even if only for a while.  I can't wait to tell you all about it once I finish.  I hope I get to see the movie someday, probably when it comes out on DVD and I'm able to watch it at home.  Meanwhile back to my dog eared page I go...