Hi. My Name is Heather and I Have RLS...

Of all the made-up, in your head, they make a pill for everything diseases, I had to have this one.

Restless. Leg. Syndrome.

It is wonderful, I assure you.
I have suffered from it for about 25 yrs.
It wasn't constant, just occasional, uncomfortable and annoying.
Of course, when it started I was a teen girl and my mom chalked it up to "growing pains".
I always called it my "twitchy legs".
As the years progressed, it has become more and more insistent.
Hell, up until a few years ago, I thought I was just some strange freak of nature with twitchy legs.
Then, one day, I saw a commercial on television for yet another miracle pill.
I tuned it out until I heard "an irresistible need to move your legs".
That immediately caught my attention.
I listened and for the first time, there was a medical name for my twitchy legs.

No I'm not a recovering meth-head, coke freak or currently on a shall go unnamed antidepressant which can cause uncontrolled muscle movements and if left untreated can become permanent.
I'm just a near 40 woman whose legs have a freakin' mind of their own.

For all of those nonbelievers who say there is no such thing, I wish for you one week of nights, laying awake unable to lay still enough to finally fall asleep. The feeling in your legs is almost indescribable.
It's not overly painful.
It's more annoying.
My muscles and joints start to feel as though they have been asleep and are just waking up.
They creep and crawl.
If I do not move my legs, I will die.
It's an extremely odd feeling.

I know.
They have a name for everything, nowdays.
Just another way to make money.
Blah, blah, blah.

I would feel the same way.
I still do about alot of things.
Not this, though.

I'm kind of at a crossroads right now.
It's getting bad enough that I might sleep for an hour solid throughout the night.
The rest of the time I spend tossing and turning.
I'm exhausted.
It's showing in my interactions with my children, my housekeeping, my sex life, my overall quality of life.
I do not want to go to the doctor and start medication.
I'm not a take-a-pill, that'll fix it kind of girl.
I'am however, a very tired girl...

Mel Gibson. Where to start?

This post is my first in this here new blog.

At this point in time, what I'm about to post is old news.
Hell, Lindsay Lohan is already out of jail.
But I'm going to say this anyway...
It ain't pretty.
It's completely politically incorrect.
AND it's probably going to piss off ALOT of fellow women.
Meh. Get over it.

I think Oksana Goodgriefa Grigorieva got exactly what she deserved.
There, I said it.

In my opinion, and it is just that, this is a classic case of golddigging whore vs. midlife-crisis man.

Do I think that Mel Gibson is stable? No, not so much.
Do I think, because of his lifetime actor and celebrity status, he is innocent of flipping the fuck out? Hell no.

I do however think that she set him up, used him for what she could get, purposely got pregnant to seal the deal, found out that maybe he might have a lil' bit of anger management issues and when he/she had had enough, she decided that she would ruin him.

And she has. For the most part, in the eyes of the media and most of america, he is a heartless bastard. A woman beating, racist pig whom takes great delight in spewing forth his hatred and contempt for the whole world to hear...

What I heard, when I listened to those tapes, was a heartbroken man. A man who left his wife of 28 yrs for greener pastures. Only to find out those greener pastures were full of thistles and soul sucking leeches. That beautiful Russian woman that loved him so, used him. He was angry. He was outraged. He was duped. He. Was. A. Fool.

It's classic really.
The story, that is.
With the exception of we, as normal everyday people, don't live our lives in the spotlight.
The whole world watching and waiting for our next big fuck up.

How many women have been left by middle aged, balding, insecure man, for a younger woman?
Countless.
How many of them have spewed hate filled words to these men? Cursing their mothers, critiquing their sexual skills, everything they have and are is owed to the woman for standing by said man for ALL THOSE YEARS and so on and so on?
Countless.
It has gone on for ages and will continue to do so.
That's just the facts.

You have never said things in anger that you didn't mean? In private, you have never said anything that might be construed as racist?
Never?

I would hate to have had a recorder going during some of my finer moments...

Did you notice how calm she was?
How she just pushed all the right buttons?
How she almost took delight in exposing his "true colors"?
Should he have hit her?
No.
Should she have pushed him when he was so angry?
No.

I know that will piss off alot of people.

The simple fact of the matter is;
If you know a person is angry enough to lash out and possibly strike you. You do not stand there, with a baby in your arms, and continue to push. The safety of your child comes first. You turn around and you leave. There is nothing left to be said that is important enough to have the "last word".

I think it was all orchestrated.
The entire thing.
She was pretty sure of what buttons to push.
She knew she was recording the conversations.
She knew what to say and what not to say.
In private, when no recorder was running, who knows what was said.
She never contacted the police.
She never even tried.
She waited and she planned.

Hell, I wanna punch her in the mouth...