Thursday, September 22, 2011

Me being Me, Nuts!

OMG its 2 posts in 1 day! Ok that sounded kind of stupid but oh well. I realized reading my last post, which i posted about ten minutes ago, that i have left out some serious stuff and that some of what i was saying didnt sound REAL. Meaning, yes i did make this blog to talk about me planning my wedding, BUT who really wants to read about invitations and photographers and the usual wedding stuff. This should be fun and personal! Hence the reason i changed my name from ChelseaTheBride, to ChelseaJustChelsea (Couldnt think of anything else) but atleast it shows that i am not just a bride. I AM A FREAKING HUMAN BEING TO! I'm just me.

Speaking of just being me, i've been thinking about this whole name change thingy. My last name is Moody and it will be changing to, well you dont need to know that one. My point is i am a Moody, have been my entire life. I think it suites me, especially because i bounce around from one mood to the next just about every hour. Its going to be weird not being a Moody anymore. Its also very sad because once my name changes my fathers last name wont carry on. See hes one of three, well more like 6, but three of them are step. Anyways my dad has a brother and a sister, well HAD. Its sad to say but, my father is the only living one out of the three of them, and they both had daughters who do not have the Moody name. My little sister has the Moody name to but one day that will change and thats it! No more Moodys! Its hard to think about, I secretly wish i could pass the name down some how. But that wont happen because i am changing my name and my future children will have my new name. So theres nothing i can do. Maybe once of my children one day will meet a Moody, thats not related to us, and then the Moody line can start over. That would be nice, but doubtful.

New subject i am getting sad thinking about the end of the Moody line. Children! I mentioned children a second ago and yes that has been a big discussion between me and my fiance. I want two, well i really want more like five but i'll be lucky if he agrees to two. He wants one, a boy. Figures! Men and their boys! Boys run in his family so the numbers are against me. At the same time, girls run in my family so i have a little light of hope. Especially because if our first child is a girl then he will want to try again for a boy and i will get my two. One can only hope. I try and tell him that we need to two. That way when our kids have kids, their kids will have at least one aunt/uncle and hopefully some cousins. He nodded a little when i said that. Then i pull out the crazy card. Yes i have many crazy cards and i pull them out when i am trying to convince somebody of something and cant think of anything else. I say to him "Well babe what if we only have one, and they end up gay? We wont have any grandchildren!" He gave me the stupid look when i said that.

Thats the look ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^
Then he proceeds to tell me that gay couples can adopt children. Duh, babe, Duh! Dont get me wrong i do not have a problem with gay people at all! If i had a child that came up to me one day and said "Mom I am Gay." I'd be like "Well are you happy?" and if they said yes then i would be like "Then i am happy to." As long as my children are happy then i will be happy.But yes i do want some blood related grand kids one day. Adopted grand kids would be fine to just as long as i got one that is blood related. God i hope that doesnt make me sound crazy. Anyways my brain works in weird ways and yes it makes me think of things like "We need to have two kids in case one turns out gay we will still have a chance at grand kids." and yes i know it sounds stupid but at the time i thought it was a good argument for us to have two kids. I am not really sure if he bought it but if it gets me two kids one day then i am good. 

Then we start talking about discipline. Apparently in Louisiana if you'r kid is bad in school the teachers can call you and ask for permission to PADDLE your children. Will said he wouldnt let them do it because he'd rather do it himself when he got home. I think its all nuts. I understand giving your kids a quick swat, wow that sounds bad, maybe the word pat would be better fitted, i dont know, something quick. But paddling? That seems a little extreme to me. I was never hit as a kid so maybe i dont get it. My lovely fiance has been, um, "punished" as a kid and so he thinks its best that you'r children respect you and be scared of you. I think they should be able to feel like they can talk to you about anything with out being scared of getting hit in the mouth.  Clearly me and him were raised completely different, but we were both wild when we were teenagers so how can any one really say which way works better. All i can say is we dont have children now but hopefully when the day comes that we are blessed with children we will have some idea of what to do. Until then i will take my pill faithfully. 

Ok now i am done and am going to bed, no more posts for tonight. 

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