Royal Tantrums

July 22nd, 2013.  A few newsworthy events

We had another Super Moon.  It was national Rat catchers day, and that is a career choice that gets very few accolades I am sure.  Here in Florida we had an entire day without rain.

Of course all the news of the day was eclipsed by the "Big One". The world's most famous baby was born in London. If you have no idea what I am talking about the only plausible explanation could be that your DSL, Cable AND cell phone service was down. Or you are in a jungle somewhere, although you probably could still log onto Facebook.  I never turned on my computer but I heard about it.  It was hard not to. Prince (he who shall not be named in public yet) welcome to a world of privilege and infamy very few people on the planet will ever know, oh and SMILE you will be growing up on TV, the internet and in every magazine imaginable. In short a fishbowl.  A royal one, but a fishbowl none-the less.  Poor kid.

Personally I am waiting for the little tykes official (buckingham palace moderated of course) Twitter account to start rolling out. God forbid we miss an announcement about what color his poo is. I wonder if his nappies will be royal issued, or from Tesco.  I'm going to split the difference and say Mark and Spencers or Harrods at the very least. If Harrod's doesn't carry nappies yet sure as shite they will carry them now!

I jest, because this is actually NOT a post about hating on the wee royal lass, not at all. The contrary in fact!  A baby is a baby.  They are a blessing, a joy and an occasional anxiety inducing nightmare all rolled into one!  And when they giggle, if your heart doesn't melt you don't have one.  The Prince and the Duchess have a long incredible journey in front of them and no matter how many nannies they have, they will be sleep deprived, exhausted, scared and deliriously happy as many new parents are You can't help where and to who you are born to to little prince, but Prince William and Duchess Kate seem to be very level headed genuine and down to earth people, for royalty.  They are the modern day monarchs and I am sure will raise a very solid, grounded little person and future leader. I truly wish them well. I have never had the "magical joy" of giving birth but I am blessed that I am able to help raise my niece and nephew.  Who knows?  I may have more nieces and nephews in the future - and being a Zia is pretty amazing.

Here in this household of everyday average poopy diapers from Publix, the LittleDude and LadyBug are doing everything a 21 and 9 month old should be doing.  Acting like children all over the world.  This is my sincere hope.

You see these angels?

Well recently Prince LittleDude has been going from Angel to Devil's spawn in the blink of an eye.  I mean serious knock down, thrashing on the floor, hitting, kicking, slapping screaming until red in the face tantrums that half the time we can find zero rhyme or reason to.  Oh and the cherry on top? He no longer wants to go to sleep. Or stay asleep. Period.

Goodbye child modeling career.  Oh and Money see Monkey do.  Princess LadyBug is become one tough ass little miss. Good news, she isn't letting ANYONE, including a big temperamental brother push her around. She is happy, determined and loves to smile and giggle, but takes shit from NO ONE.  This could be very good or very bad for us as she hits toddlerhood, but only time will tell.

Sis found a hilarious article about 46  reasons a 3 year old might be having a meltdown. Check it out here.

Funny, facetious and terribly terribly true.  After laughing we have both been looking for answers on the internet and have read a lot about why this is happening, his stage of development and frustration, being overwhelmed and unable to express himself in any other way then throwing something across the room.  On one hand I feel better, his behaviors and entry into the "Terrible Two's" is completely normal. On the other hand by the end of a day with 2 dozen tantrums behind us and 30 mins (on a good night) of screaming instead of going to bed ahead of us - Zia generally pours herself a big glass of "today is almost over, I can make it through the rest"...otherwise known as wine.

It's sis I feel sorry for, the only way to get him to sleep is for her to bring him into her bed, a habit she (and I ) are scared to create - but the alternative is having the condo board kick us out for excessive noise violations. So she gets more sleep deprivation minus the wine. She has it rough, but in fairness I do cook incredible meals for them daily (more on that in another post), and we are all in this together as a household.

If you can believe it LadyBug sleeps right through it in the crib right next to him. 

For now.

Someday not in the very far future the royal baby who is 3rd in line to the monarchy of the United Kingdom, will most likely throw a royal tantrum - or 12 - at a royal family event. It could be in front of dignitaries from around the world, or just the Queen mum, but it will happen, because royal, or not every kid goes through it, can't be trained not to and thats a fact.

It's only fair right?  

I just hope they Tweet about it.

Face the Book

I remember when I was first begged to join.  Yes begged.  A friend I had a great time hanging out with in London - who introduced me to all kinds of people, implored and convinced me to join so I could share photos of our 2 weeks hanging out with all our new friends.  I actually thought "hey kinda cool way to keep in touch with all my new London Peeps" as they were HUGELY into it even though very few of my friends back in LA were .....yet.    So on my last day in London I sat in my rented flat,  turned on, logged in and joined the first wave of the social media revolution.

Cut to almost 7 years later and it is such a part of daily life that I have turned my tendency of over-sharing and "living-my-life-out-loud" into a career.  Well in theory as I am currently back to being unemployed.

This afternoon when I came out of the room where I just paid someone to painfully rip hair out of my body with hot wax (don't worry that will be a subject/rant for another day) the receptionist commiserated with my inability to buy a $300 package (so I could continue the pain and torture on regularly scheduled visits)  As it turns out she to is a Social Media and Marketing professional, and said she was psyched to find the job as a receptionist at a waxing center chain before the holidays.

Awesome.

However - that got me to thinking about Facebook once again.  Yes I know we had MySpace and other forms of social networking around before Zuckerberg took our lives and showed us how great it was to broadcast them for the world to see... but reality is that Facebook IS the real start of the Social Media Revolution.  Now social media is growing and spiraling into areas some of us may have never seen coming and I know there is more on the horizon (talking to live holograms of your friends and families from a wrist band perhaps?) but Facebook is - I guess the University headmaster of the different classes and levels of platforms we use. The Mac-Grandaddy of the social media universe so to speak.

WHY then, is the number one largest social media platform in the entire world not using the considerable resources at its disposal to help the massive amounts of unemployed / job seeking members?  I mean employers use Facebook to check us out - why can't they use it to find us for employment and vice vs.

Look guys I know you are up there in Palo Alto busy with making more money then is even fathomable, and making Mark Zuckerberg about to become wealthier then the combined worth of 27% of our nation (I'm sorry I think I just threw up in my mouth a little)  but how about helping the rest of  - oh I don't know - the WORLD but particularly your own countries economy by setting up a resource for job seekers that doesn't - pardon me - SUCK!

"Bosnia.  They don't have roads but they have Facebook"  - quote from the movie

Facebook - #FAIL!

And yes - I will still use it both personally and professionally - but doesn't mean I am still not irritated.