Complaining Blog

Can we pass some sort of a law that crafts and sewing can only be used for good and not evil?

No, this is not a blog post about the actual act of procreation, though I know some of you were hoping for it (get your mind out of the gutter). This is a blog post about why don't people mind their own damn business? Here are some questions to never ask someone:

Why don't you have kids?
When are you going to have kids?
Are you trying to have kids?
When will you get pregnant?

Also don't say:
My kids are so annoying.
You should be grateful you don't have kids.
You should have kids so we can hang out.

If someone does not have kids it is none of your business why. Unless you are besties. Then you can ask.

The act of concieving, bearing, and raising children is so personal. If you are not absolute besties with someone you can't be asking questions like that! Too personal! If, in conversation, one party does not volunteer information on a personal issue (like bearing children) the other party ought not ask about it. That's manners. Also it is a good idea to think how your questions and comments might make the other party feel. Most of all it is a good idea to not be a dumbass, but apparently some people can't manage that.

I know I've said a jillion things about how lame I think it is when people have private blogs. But I just have this one last things to say about it and then I'm done forever. Or until I get the private blog screen on one I was totally curious about and am annoyed and have to blog-vent.

One big reason for people doing private blogs, it seems to me, is that they don't want pervs or weirdos looking at the pictures of their kids. So they make it private and only invite friends and family. Does it never occur to anyone that some of their friends or family might be pervs and weirdos? All the pervs and weirdos in the world are related to someone- what if it is to all the private bloggers? I wish that there were no grossies like that out there, but you know there are and you don't know who they are. Unfortunately there is no guarantee that allowing only people you know to see your blog will decrease the chances a perv will see it. You could be best friends with a grossie! You don't know! The world is full of freaks. So people should let everyone read their blogs and not delude themselves by thinking that their friends and families could never be crazy because they totally could be. But I hope they aren't.

Also if you are a perv or weirdo reading this blog, please stop. You are ruining blogging for everyone else.

And that is the last thing I will say about private blogs. Probably.

Do I even need to write anything? No. But I'm going to anyway because you know I've got something to say about this disgusting situation.

Reasons I hate "rompers":

1. Originally designed for babies. I think I have a picture of me wearing a romper when I was a baby, in fact. What's next, adult onesies? Probably.

2. Fat. Doesn't matter how skinny you are, you'll look fat in a romper.

3. The article of clothing in question is called such ridiculous names as "romper", "jumper" and "playsuit". How can you respect it with a name like that?

4. You have to take the whole business off if you want to go to the bathroom! Incovenient.

5. Butt ugly.

Hopefully rompers will soon go the way of trucker hats, gaucho pants, vests and business shorts, and we can all go into Urban Outfitters again without fear of our eyes turning into stone upon seeing another fugly romper.