So is judgment a bitch or is it me that's the bitch?

You may have noticed that a blog post is missing. Maybe you didn't even read it. I posted it last night and removed it this morning. When I started this blog I knew I would offend some and I knew I might have to apologize a little bit, but never to the point of removing a blog post. I'm pretty used to offending people. I don't always think before I speak and other times I do think before I speak but struggle with finding the right words to get my point across and find only the wrong words that offend. I gave Mike veto power. This doesn't necessarily mean I will remove a blog that he doesn't like, but I will at least strongly consider his opinion and feelings and weigh that against how funny I think the blog post is. It's alright. He's used to losing to me.

The blog post I removed was slightly poking fun at a young friend's recent pictures posted on Facebook. I was basically saying that she and her friend's risque clothes made me feel like a prude and she felt like I was calling her a slut and judging them based only on their clothes. We went back and forth several times and I really wanted to lecture her about becoming an adult, balancing sexiness with class, dealing with judgement 24/7 especially when you are a female, etc. etc. but she's a college student. I think I could talk till I was blue in the face and she'll never really get it until she's faced with it. And all of it she'll learn soon enough. In the end I felt like I was a being a bully picking on someone so much younger than me and even though my intentions were never out of malice and I really thought she was someone with thicker skin that could take it I took the blog post down.

My intention is to be a sarcastic bitch. Sometimes this turns into a judgemental bitch like when I talk about people less than me. You know, like a random trashy person at Walmart or celebrities or Canadians or just someone I really don't like. But I never want to be a bully picking on someone that can't take it. Especially if I like the person.

I have enough explaining to do to God at the end of the day to add bullying to the list. But then again I'm a comlete hypocrit so I'm sure in my next blog I'll be coming down on someone that isn't a celebrity, doesn't shop at Walmart or even God forbid, isn't from Canada.

Of course I forgot about people that like Gordon's Vodka...those that watch nothing but  NCSI/Law and Order type of shows...


...men who wear capri pants...

Well, you get the idea.