Tool Box Fiasco!!!

I have decided that I need a tool box to help organize my collection of tools which is gradually increasing each DIY home improvement I attempt (attempt is the key word here people!) I want a sturdy metal tool box, just like the one my Dad has, except instead of the usual red, I WANT MINE TO BE PINK!

Too my great disappointment, it is nearly impossible to find a decent pink tool box. I did research on this my friends, and came up short, at least in North America I did. All the ones I found on the Internet were these cheap plastic ones full of pink tools that would break after one use.

You might as well forget showing up to your local hardware store with such a demand. They just look at you like you have six heads and point you to the red and green ones or offer to do your home improvements for you providing that you supply beer and prance around in your cutest outfits. YUCK! No thanks fat hardware guy, I'd rather do it myself. At least that way I know it will get done properly sans the sexual harassment from the ball-scratching fat guy. (Aside: I am fully aware that not all hardware people are fat sexual harassers and certainly hope no slim, fit, uncreepy hardware people where harmed in the writing of this blog.)

Anyway, the point of this blog is that I did fine one online so I wanted to share it with you all. The link is http://www.brightfungifts.com/pink-toolbox.html and it's every girls/gay males/males who are comfortable with their feminine sides dream come true.

Here it is, Pink Dream. Must have!!


Don't get suckered into buying the cheap alternative my friend, it is an insult to the DIYers of the female persuasion, as well as those listed in the above paragraph.

This is the evil, insulting plastic tool box. It actually looks more like a sewing box than anything. At least it comes full of tools, but like I said, they don't look too sturdy. It is a much cheaper alternative to Pink Dream however.

So, as soon as I a) find the money to buy Pink Dream for myself
b) mysteriously receive Pink Dream from a random yet handsome stranger
c) not so mysteriously receive Pink Dream for Christmas from a caring family member/friend who reads my blog
my DIY days will be full of joy!!!!

Later,
Skinnylegsandall

(Any subtle hints found in this blog are completely unintentional, sort of. buy me a pink tool box, what?)

DISGUST!!

What is wrong with the world when a little girl is told she isn't cute enough to be a part of the Olympic opening ceremonies?

The story as reported in the news states that seven-year-old Yang Peiyi was the beautiful voice you heard singing "Ode to the Mother Land" at the opening ceremonies. However, the girl you watched was not in fact Yang Peiyi but a different girl chosen to lip sync the words as she was kept hidden in the background. The reason for this you may ask? Yang Peiyi has a chubby face and slightly crooked teeth and, according to a senior member of the ruling Communist Party in China, did not portray the "right image" for the country. Basically, minus the bull shit sugar coating, she could sing like a diva but was ugly.

THERE ARE SO MANY THINGS WRONG WITH THIS I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHERE TO BEGIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

First of all, how in the world can any child be seen as ugly? They are all gorgeous, beautiful creatures in side and out. It is the job of an adult to ensure that a child feels loved, safe and beautiful all the time. To be alienated from one of the biggest events in her life based on something as ridiculous as chubby cheeks and crooked teeth is nothing short of disgusting. Secondly, why couldn't she just be revered for her amazing musical talent? Why is it so necessary that she look like a fake little doll in order to possess this incredible musical ability? It bothers me, a musician and music teacher, that Yang could not simply be rewarded for her special talent, but instead had to be hidden from the spotlight so that a child who could NOT sing could gain International adoration for simply being an acceptable physical specimen.

And who do we blame for this? The Chinese government? A narrow minded member of the government who would clearly miss true beauty if it bit him in the ass? Or what about the North American perspective on what is considered beautiful? Is it possible that, in trying to impress the rest of the world China fell in to the North American trap of beauty only being skin deep? Lets face it! It's in our magazines, on our televisions, in or movie theatres. True beauty has been lost to the plastic hair sprayed masses and sadly, that is the image that we send out to China and every where else in the world. That is the impression they receive from us, that what we want is a lip-syncing Ashley Simpson over a real down to earth, honest to goodness vocal goddess like Bette Midler or Jann Arden ( who, btw, I think are totally hot both vocally and physically ).

So we are all to blame in the case of the talented Yang Peiyi, who incidentally, took the decision with a maturity and grace that I certainly didn't posses at seven, let alone at 31. She said her feelings weren't hurt and she understood. She was just happy that she could hear herself as she sang, hidden in the shadows.

Well, my feelings are hurt on her behalf!

I say we start a campaign to get Yang Peiyi into the Closing Ceremonies of the Beijing Olympics. Let her sing and be herself so that she can teach us all what real beauty is. Apparently, we could all use the lesson.

Tick tock, tick tock!

Since I have hit the dirty thirties it has become apparent to me that people think a lot of things are their business when they are in fact, NOT! It appals me how many people feel it is appropriate to ask such mundane questions as "How's yer love life?", and "Met anyone special yet?". I remember attending my fathers retirement dinner and meeting a lovely woman that I chatted with over dinner. At one point in the evening she asked me in a quiet whisper if I had a nice boyfriend. When I answered in the negative she looked at me like I was the most pathetic little puppy ever and then said "Well, it will happen!" She never bothered to ask me if I wanted "it" to happen or where I stood in life without this apparent necessity. She never bothered to ask me if I was happy being on my own and never once did she consider that it was actually my choice.

The truth is, more and more women are choosing a life of solitude as they also decide to fulfill their goals without a man by their side. In fact, there has been a rather large increase in single women taking out mortgages to buy a house. Much like me, it seems they have decided they are more than capable of achieving these joys in life without having to put up with the same man in their bed night after night. Now please don't misunderstand. I love it when my best girls find great men that they want to marry and have kids with, and if someone worth while happens to appear in my life I'm not going to send them packing just on principal, but I refuse to go out searching for this life when there are so many other things I could be doing to better myself and my situation.

What truly baffles me is why anyone would think it was any of their business as to my relationship status. In retaliation I have come up with some prepared answers to nosy family members and friends who seem to think it is acceptable to humiliate and probe into a single woman's life.

Question:

How's your love life?

Answer:

It's exactly where I want it to be, thank you.

or a more shocking answer, to be used strictly in response to one of your mothers friends:

It's so hard to find a quality woman these days. Wink Wink


Question:

Why haven't you found a nice man yet?

Answer:

Are you still having sex with your husband?

Question:

Don't you think you should find a nice husband before your biological clock starts ticking?

Answer:

My clock malfunctioned when I saw how ugly your kids are.

Hope these help my fellow singles out there.