(via thruhiker)
audrey took some head shots of me and I’m stoked how they turned out! this kid is a real gem.
I’ve been bothered by something lately— this attitude that, if a man sticks around, he is instantly the world’s greatest father. Don’t get me wrong, a man who decides to father his child is a good man. But that should be the norm. No one celebrates a woman when she chooses to be a mother. In fact, when I got pregnant, I lost almost all of my friends and heard countless negative comments. No one stood around, patting me on the back for “just showing up”.
My mom and I were walking around the block when we saw a man get out of the car, holding a little pink purse. He opened the back car door and out climbed a pink leotard clad six year old girl. Adorable. My mom said, “Now that’s a man. You need to find a man who is a great father like him.” For a moment, it almost slipped through my mind without fault.
Then all of a I sudden I wanted to scream a rant about parental inequality. This man was instantly, according to my mother, ‘a good father’ simply for picking his daughter up from dance. But when a woman is breast feeding in public, it’s shocking and inappropriate. There is a total disconnect. When a baby is crying in a public place, all eyes are on the mother. When the baby is laughing and happy and the father is around, it’s “what a good father.”
The cover of Time has sent America into a tizzy about attachment parenting — or rather, “mothering”— it’s all directed on mothers involvement. Suddenly the woman’s parenting choices are under further scrutiny. Damned if you do, damned if you don’t. Women once again are under the microscope while the growing problem of dead beat dads is largely ignored.
I said to my mother, “He better do a lot more than pick her up from dance to qualify as a ‘good father’. A lot more. I want a father for Riley, not a taxi service.” I have to do a hell of a lot more to be considered “a good mother”. I am tired of seeing dedicated, caring mothers ignored and, in some cases, insulted, while any dad who “sticks around” is a hero. It’s not about “taking responsibility” — that’s a half-assed cop-out. It’s about love. When ANYONE— a father or mother or anyone— loves a child, they deserve to be called a “good parent”.
(via ihavetopeerealbad)
WHAT
is wrong with me??? why am I fucking sick AGAIN? I feel like robin! (no offense buddy) but shit, I don’t smoke, I eat the healthiest shit I can find, I exercise regularly, WHAT IS THIS FUCKERY, IMMUNE SYSTEM?
I’m pissed. I’m missing voice class which is pivotal to my acting process because I don’t have a damn voice from this strep throat. now I’m missing both my theater history classes and these are my last absences allowed which means I can’t skip if something awesome comes up…like a super sunny day or an audition or an urban outfitters sale. G’DAMNIT!
where am I getting these sicknesses? from the gym? is it from cleaning tread mills? cause that’s some bullshit! if you have strep throat, DON’T GO TO THE GYM AND INFECT THE SCHMUCK WHO HAS TO CLEAN YOUR SHIT.
fuck this man. I’m sick and I’m pissed.
GAHHHHH. Seriously guys, attack Romney by going after his policies now, not after what he did in high school or what he did on a family vacation in the 70s.
It makes everyone look like petty idiots to focus on the fact that Romney was a high school bully. There are so many real reasons to politically dislike the guy. Don’t stoop to such a petty, politically insignificant level.
realtalk
LYFE IS GREAT
I’m so high off endorphins and getting to see someone nice after work tonight woohoo!
it feels really good to be immersed in school
it’s my total and complete focus. reading lots of plays, writing good papers about them, doing solid scene work, delving into voice work, all of it. feels like I’m learning and gaining everyday as this really cool active lifestyle. not just sitting back waiting for rough things to end, but trying to embrace them and get whatever lesson I can out of them. that’s all for now I suppose. it’s sunny and may only be tuesday but sure feels like a friday… at least for a couple more hours until I get back down to tomorrow’s business.
field notez
finished dda! feeling a nice little sense of release. I’ve got a bunch more to do this week for outside school stuff, an audition on monday that I’m not prepared for one bit, and a trip to ashland this weekend with some theater kids! despite it all, I’m feeling okay. like I’m not in over my head completely. I’ll stay afloat. the weather is quite encouraging too. I’m sitting outside for the first time in a while, which is awesome. I really love it here, in pdx, at psu, on campus. college is such a fun place with so many loving people surrounding me. really stoked to spend my first summer living up here in my little studio with the big window. I get to take my capstone class which will be exciting, keep working at the rec, teaching a bootcamp class, teaching a drama kids camp!, and hopefully maybe getting to san francisco for this summer intensive. who knowwwwws buddy. but I’m really looking forward to some general fucking around in the sun with my buds and lots of pony riding!
