February 19th, 2012


I'm just gonna leave this here

I've come to believe that voting for any Republicans in the next election will be a vote for less sex. No matter what they say about our economy, our military, our housing, or Ronald Reagan, all they are really interested in is telling anyone with a uterus what they can and cannot do with said uterus.

I'm not talking about abortion. Their stance on that bothers me, but I'm talking about plain old birth control. The Pill, IUDs, shots, etc.

If you vote for someone who thinks that birth control is BAD (perhaps because of his Catholic faith) or if you vote for someone who deep down believes that it's our job to bring as many babies into the world as possible (see: Mormonism; at least, that's what I was taught when I was a Mormon), you're voting for less sex. Here's why:

If women cannot get cheap reliable birth control, what do you think they will do? Some of them will probably play the odds, sure, but the smart ones? Will just not give you sex any longer. It will not be worth the risk of pregnancy. You think you're so much of a sex God that women will not be able to resist you? Think again. Pregnancy is a big deal. To many women, it will be easier to abstain than you think, because do you know what happens to a woman's body during pregnancy? It's not just about getting fatter for nine months. It's about:

Aches and pains in the back, abdomen, groin area, and thighs.
Backaches and aching near the pelvic bone due the pressure of the baby's head, increased weight, and loosening joints.
Pain that runs from the lower back, down the back of one leg, to the knee or foot.
Sore breasts.
Breasts that leak colostrum.
Dizziness and lightheadedness throughout the pregnancy.
Inability to get a good night's sleep.
Exhaustion even when you have had sleep.
Leg cramps.
Intense itching.
Morning sickness (but not just in the morning; it can be any time)
Nasal stuffiness.
Swelling, tingling, and numbness in fingers and hands
Stretch marks.
Linea nigra (a dark line on the skin that runs from the belly button down to the pubic hairline).
Patches of darker skin (melasma or chloasma) on the cheeks, forehead, nose, or upper lip.
More frequent need to urinate, as well as leaking of urine when sneezing, coughing, or laughing.
Varicose veins, which look like swollen veins raised above the surface of the skin. They can be twisted or bulging and are dark purple or blue in color. They are found most often on the backs of the calves or on the inside of the leg.

All of that, in addition to the emotional rollercoaster due to hormonal changes, strange cravings for food or aversions to foods you previously enjoyed, needing new clothes (and they're rarely that flattering), and the actual birthing of the baby. Wanna see what that looks like?

It's that, or have a C-section. Either way, it's no walk in the park.

Now, with all of that at stake, you can see that this is not just "a few months of inconvenience." This is life-changing. This is your body being permanently altered.

This is something I WANT to do. Something I'm volunteering for. I want children.

There are women who do not, and they have the right to not have them. There are women who want them, but not right now. They are in school, or they are working on their careers, or they just don't feel ready, or any number of other reasons.

If you want to get sex from those women, they're going to need access to reliable birth control.

I'm going to link here to a dated post, but one that is still completely relevant to the issues at hand today. It was written in 2005, which just shows that this has been going on for a LONG TIME and they STILL WANT TO MAKE THIS HAPPEN.

Cherie Priest wrote the post, and it's got the F-Word in it, so if that's offensive to you, you have been warned.
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Progress on the room:

The crack has been patched, sanded, and "Good-bye Cracks" has been applied once. It will need a second application and then it's done.

The texture is on the walls. When I was spraying it I was not too happy with the dispersal; it had looked better outside. But now that it's dry I think it will be fine.

We've decided to go with the darker colors, which were the ones we brought home initially to test. I think it will be okay.

We missed the deadline, which was Friday, but I think we can get back on track without too much trouble. It will not matter if the nursery is done when the in-laws are visiting, just the guest room. But I hope we'll have the nursery done by then anyway.

I'm not going to Knitting tonight. I find I am a bit grumpy. I ruined my sister's birthday when she asked me if I had gotten her package. I had not. Turns out she sent it to my old address from 2010, so now she's freaking out about getting it back and getting it to me.

I'm just going to stay in, finish the crack stuff, maybe wipe down all the walls to get the dust off from the sanding, and perhaps tape the room. I should make a list of the things we will need from Home Depot, because it's nearly time to go get the paint.

I've been wearing my new boots everywhere and I really like them. I am going to go to the magic foot guy and get more insoles so I can have some in all my shoes without having to grab them and change them out.

I have been reading Pastwatch and it's as good as I remembered.

I wish my cat did not feel the need to occupy my lap when he has flatulence.
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Other things that happened this weekend:

Friday night I got off work early, so Pres Man took me to a matinee of the new Ghost Rider movie. It was better than the first one, but cheesier. More one-liners, and it reminded both Pres Man and I of a Sam Raimi movie, like Darkman.

Afterward, he wanted to take me to the Japanese Steakhouse, but it was too busy and I had a slumber party to get to, so we went to Chili's instead, where they handed us a pager and then promptly forgot about us; they sat someone else when our names came up. We never would have gotten a seat if Pres Man had not walked up and asked them how much longer.

After we ate I hurriedly packed for the slumber party at Perky Gothess's house. I was pretty anxious about it, having not been to a slumber party since junior high and remembering all the wonderful things we did to each other at that age. However this party was fun. I helped make naughty cookies, watched Bridesmaids, and played Rock Band.

Around the time that everyone was ready to go to bed, I decided to just take myself on home; instead of all trying to sleep in the same room, uncomfortably, on furniture and the floor, our hostess had enough beds for everyone. While that was very nice, I figured if I was going to be in a bed, I might as well be home with my husband and cat, so that's where I went. That was 2 a.m.

Bridesmaids was funnier than I thought it would be. I was not expecting to like Ms. Wiig, but she was okay. I really liked the cop. He saved the movie. Apparently he's in the IT crowd.

Saturday we went to the Japanese Steakhouse for my official birthday dinner, which was very nice. There was another person at our table who also had a birthday, so that was kind of cool.

I took a nap before that night's game, since I was still kind of sleepy from the slumber party. I had a really hard time waking up, but a huge glass of iced tea and some caffeine gum kept me going. We met our dead paladin's new character, a magus, and we made it to a dam to find out who was trying to knock it down. So far we're not sure, but we've killed some guys who were hammering on it, so that's progress, right?

Today we did not do a lot, other than work on the room. Well, Pres Man finished the big book-editing project he's been working on, which is a big deal. I read Pastwatch, sanded, sprayed, and now I think the room is ready for painting and taping. I'm not going to do the taping tonight; I am tired now and The Walking Dead is on.

The cat is really needy. He's on top of my wrists right now, which means typing is really giving me a workout. Heavy cat. Also, still stinky. Smelly cat, what is Dad feeding you?
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