John Edwards & justice (I'm not joking either)

(Missed my 5 faithful readers..school is out and hopefully I'm back)

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(when I asked the Strehle kiddos what their idea of justice was..they said Batman. "Lawless justice is the best kind.")

The other day I was talking to a friend on the phone.  She was telling me a story about a mean and nasty type person.. she said something along the lines of... "I just don't understand how she has gone on for so long being so awful.. how can someone ruin so many lives but yet seemingly go along just fine."

While she was talking about mean nasty lady, I could not help but think of former presidential candidate John Edwards.. In my mind I can't possible imagine why his decisions have not caught up with him yet.  I thought about all the types of punishments I believe he deserves...

It made me think about justice, how at times life can seem unfair in our narcissistic minds.. because really we want the type of justice that makes US feel better.

When that jerk of a driver passes you on a corner endangering the life of all passengers in the smoking hot mini-van I immediately think.. "oh I sure hope there is a cop around that next corner, he will get it!" (which there is NEVER EVER EVER a cop around that next corner for the record) (but they are always around the corner when I'm talking on my cell phone)

The fleshly kind of justice.  The kind of justice that best suits ME.  It makes ME feel better.

I'm not going to lie, I wanted John Edwards to be a lonely prisoners girlfriend in jail.. like real bad.

This kind of justice can be problematic and a bit scary... It puts me in the position of judge..

If that is how justice is meant to be served... it would have to go both ways.. for us and well.. against us..

(flashback with me for a minute)

My sophomore year at SHS (go Turks!) there was a boy that really really really bugged me... like so bad.  At that time in my life I just may have had a bit of a mouth on me (insert shocked look here).  This particular boy would not be quiet, ever.  It disrupted the entire class, frustrated the teacher and we would all end up paying the consequences.  So one day I decided to be the judge..

Me standing in front of the entire class (I just might have liked an audience).

"Jack!" I said loudly.. (names have been changed to protect the identity of all persons involved..mostly me)

No repsonse.. he kept talking.

"Jack!" a little bit more forceful now..

Nothing.

"Jack!!!"

Jack looks up.

"I have a question for you, did your mother drop you on your head as an infant?? Because seriously I think there must be something wrong with you."

Jack then proceeds to break down into tears and runs out of the room.. did I mention he was a senior.. like an 18 year old man crying and running..

Turns out Jack did have a bit of brain damage.. (although not from his mother dropping him..for the record)

I'm pretty sure that day Jack wished Batman would swoop in and take me out. I don't blame him a bit.
(actually as long as it was the Christian Bale batman I would be down with that)

Because as it turns out, at one time or another in our lives we should have ALL been on the receiving end of some type justice.. I mean in the go to jail, get detention for asking a guy if he was dropped on his head or have that cop waiting around the corner type of way..

Jerry Sandusky was found guilty, he may die in jail, but does that erase the pain of his victims?

John Edwards gets to sleep in the {very cozy} bed he sharED with the woman he betrayed.. but honestly would it have made me feel tons better if he was found guilty and had to serve time? Maybe for a minute..

And then there is 16 yr old me.. The mean girl I could and can still be.. if Jack saw the stretch marks from birthing twin boys at a young age of 21 gave me.. well you can bet your last dollar he would think justice truly has been served.

The List..

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Facebook Status update on June 1st.

"Dear Friends, I seemed to have lost the entire month of May.  If you see it laying around could you please return it?"

Seriously where did it go?  Well I know all 5 of my readers are anxiously awaiting a recap of May through the lenses of a slightly neurotic.. not so slightly narcissistic blogger.. so here ya go.

10. In May I saw lots of things that deeply disturbed me..

A. Zombie guy.. What the @#$%@#$%????????  Freaked me out.

B. John Edwards trial... Sociopath.

C. Anything on the show America's got Talent... (which should really be called.. "Wow.. your Mother should have been more honest with you") (as in.."Don't do that..you suck at it.") (Although after the Twins tried out for the musical they said, "Mom, how come you never told us we couldn't sing?)(they are not very good singers.. but they are so dang cute!)

Here is a fine example of America's top talent....for reals.

My Birthday boys!!! (with their childhood bestie..all grown up)

9. Twins and May.. They turned 15 last month and preformed in their first ever High School Musical.  We are just so dang proud of those boys!  Below is a little video of them being sung "Happy Birthday" after one of the performances.  (if you listen close (ok not close at all) you will hear where they get their AMAZING singing abilities) (they are the two on the right)

**Disclaimer..if loud screeching noises bother you, I would advise not watching this video**

8.  Onto a much deeper and super important subject..

SHELLAC NAILS

All I can say is WOW.  I'm the girl that ruins her nails before she even makes it out of the salon.  I'm also the girl that has her hands in all things that girls with pretty nails never have their hands in. (wow..that was a mouthful) Therefore I'm the girl that never has her nails done.

Koala diorama project with the 9yr old that includes glue guns and acrylic paints?

Husband invites 3 families over for a last minute BBQ and you stand at the kitchen sink for hours afterwards cleaning up?

Dandelions and buttercup have taken over your precious Phlox and Dahlia bed?

Check, check and double check.  Nails still pretty.  Amazing.

7.  Watching your child fail is hard.
Failure is a part of life (see #10.c).  Failure builds a certain character in us.. it teaches us empathy, humbleness and grace. Failure makes us to appreciate our success so much more.  Depending on your personality or drive it makes you work even harder. Sexiest jogger in all the land husband said,

"Amber.. it's time to use the Jordan speech."

"huh?" was my super intelligent and very sexy reply.

"Michael Jordan did not make Varsity his sophomore year..he was crushed..came home cried, then DOMINATED the court that year.."

The speech worked... until the child asked.. "Mom, who is Michael Jordan?"

(just joking) (about the Michael Jordan part) (not the failure part)

6. Ego (s)
I'm just so so tired of them.   The bummer part of when I tire of something is I have zero tolerance for it.  I'm done.  When I get to this point it's never really good... because I get mean.  It never ends well.

5.  School is almost out. #ThankyouLordJesus

4. My girl is moving up to Middle School. There is this funny little mix of excitement and fear when it comes to Middle School.. I'm just hoping we can keep the crush on the Beibster going for as long as possible.

3.  It seems like there has just been too much sadness in the world lately.  My soul is weary and raw.

2. Pictures you don't really want to see but I'm going to show you anyways.. (I love my iphone).

This is the smile of a girl who just hit a triple!

We had the most perfect Mothers Day.. Sun, chinese food, beach, clean car and champagne..pretty sure it does not get much better than that.

My sweet boy and his art piece at Night of the Arts!

A late night reminder via my tea bag (and truthfully I'm pretty sure God arranged that one)

A happy site here at Roosevelt House!

What do we do when it's pouring down rain here in Washington?? Why we jump on the trampoline of course!

Love.

1.  Mommy Monday posts. I'm a little speechless about them.  (I'm writing in a whisper)  Here are just a few of my most favorite moments...

"We are all terminal" Patty speaking about looking at life through the lens of a leukemia diagnoses.

The poem "Welcome to Holland" that Brooke shared.  If you think about it, we all have these preconceived notions about parenting.. and mostly it never turns out as expected.

Maura Raney's story unexpectedly taught me the dangers of pride.

Melanie's story.. well kinda all of it...

One of the best parts of MM is watching all the love that is poured out on these ladies after the post.. the ripple effect always surprises me.

A friend said to me last weekend... "Amber, have you ever thought about how maybe when you write it really is not for you at all.. but for others.."

How about that.. takes the wind right out of my narcissistic self..but in a perfectly beautiful my life is not my own sort of way.

Love this life, love this space, love my peeps.