Simon and I are off to the solicitors today to have our wills made!  Not that we have tons of assets or anything, but we do want to have something in place for the baby in case, god forbid, something happens to both of us.

I know some people who refuse to make a will.  They think it is tempting death, or something.  How incredibly stupid is that?

Did I stupid? I meant stupid and selfish.

The only way to guarantee that your belongings, whether worth £1,000,000 or £10, go to whom you want in a timely manner is to have a will drawn up.  Without it your estate can be tied up for years in the courts, eaten away by legal fees and such.  What a horrible legacy to leave for your descendants.

Not that wills are never contested, of course.  But everyone should have one, regardless.

And, certainly, anyone with children should have, in writing, in legal terms, who is to look after the children if something should happen to the parents.

Anyone who doesn’t is stupid, selfish and a fool.

Dooce said it for me.

This rant is copied directly from something I already posted on Mumsnet, with a few modifications.  Just in case it looks familiar to anyone!

So people tell me Earth Hour was ‘a statement’.

But the statement is useless.

As are our attempts to ‘save the planet’. The planet will be here long after we’re all dead and buried. Just like it was here, through earthquakes and meteor hits and Lord only knows what else long before we all started showing up.

For the record, I do recycle. But also for the record, I’ll be using disposable nappies starting in June, for the convenience to me. And the only reason I turn off lights is to save my electric bill, not to save the planet.

What’s going to kill the human race is not lack of clean air or water. Long before that happens, there just won’t be enough room on this rock for all of us. So if you want to ‘save the planet?’ Stop breeding. Which I, personally, am not willing to do.

Are you?

(For more on why Earth Hour is bulls**t, read this.  Its very good.  And a bit eye opening, for the people who think their statement did anything yesterday.  Too bad they aren’t the ones who will read it.)

I’m warning you now.

So I belong to Mumsnet.  Its exactly what it says on the tin, a network of Mums, on the internet, in the UK.

They are obsessed with protecting their true identities, to the point that yesterday, when a regular poster posted a thread asking for help/advice because she had a 40C fever and was alone with her kids and then disappeared, and some other posters played Sherlock Holmes and tracked her down, yet more posters were appalled that her real name and location were *anywhere* on the ‘net.

Listen up people.  Your information is already out there.  Places you haven’t even thought about have it.  There is no privacy any more.

Deal with it.  I am not saying you should post your name address and phone number and ask people to stop by, but do not think that just because you haven’t done that that there isn’t 10000 different ways to find the information.

Its out there.

A Nun’s Life

Obviously, as a person who was raised Jewish, I have not had a lot of experience with Nuns.  I do not think I’ve ever actually met one, to be honest, although I might have through my sister in law who works at a religious university, but I don’t remember.

So I find this blog fascinating.

Not only does Sister Julie write well, she explains well also.  She has many entries about what it is like to be a nun in the today’s world.  She’s also made it part of her remit to depict modern nuns from all over the world, with the weekly Nunsday, where she posts pictures of nuns doing, well, regular things.  I especially like the picture of the two reporter nuns from Vatican City!  Who knew nuns could be reporters?!?!

So I strongly encourage my readers (all 3 of you :)) to give her blog a go.  You might learn something.  I certainly have!

And OMG an entire post that doesn’t mention my pregnancy at all…darn, blew it! 🙂

there was an ad on TV.  Two women were approaching a grocery store and one of them exclaims “Oh look, bologna is on sale!” and there was a close up of one of those huge supermarket signs they hang on the window and it said “bologna $15.00 lb”.

I don’t remember what the actual ad was for, but obviously that bit stuck with me.  I think because I thought it was patently ridiculous, even at the young age I was then, that bologna would ever be that expensive.

I can’t seem to find a current price for bologna online (and its not something you can get here in the UK, apparently) but I doubt it is $15.00 lb.  But I no longer think the future possibility is quite so ridiculous.

I have friends all over the world, thanks to the Internet.  And all over the world my friend’s banks are going belly up.  Iceland, Luxemburg, United States, the same story is happening over and over again.

And what are we learning?  That the CEOs of these banks didn’t make $480m a year plus stock options, but $60m a year plus $250m in stock options.  Are you friggin’ kidding me?!?!?!

Everyone says that the ’80s was a greed decade.  I think we just surpassed that.

And personally, I am eternally grateful that Simon and I do not have a mortgage.  Or, really, any significant debt.  So we’ll be fine.

But I am worried about the rest of the world.