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Archive for April, 2004

Survival of the cutest

Babies are cute. Nature had to make them that way or no one would ever want to get up at all hours of the night to feed them or change really stinky diapers. I was just reading that babies start social smiling in order to ensure that their parents remain engaged and caring.

Maybe it’s the same thing with teenagers, but in reverse. If teens stayed all cute, sweet, and lovable, you would want them to stay around forever. Maybe moodiness and rebellion are nature’s way of ensuring that the next generation leaves the nest to go live an independent life.

McDonalds axes the SuperSize menu

I was researching recipes on three fat chicks when I saw this interesting tidbit:

SUPERSIZE TO BE PHASED OUT
McDonalds has announced that they will discontinue the SuperSize menu, stating they want to provide options that support a more balanced lifestyle. The decision comes on the heels of an award winning documentary SuperSize Me. This film follows a man over the course of one month, during which he lived on McDonalds fast food and accepted the SuperSize option whenever it was offered. During the month, the subject gained 25 pounds. McDonalds claims the negative publicity caused by this film did not influence their decision to discontinue the SuperSize.

It’s about time.

What’s that secret handshake again?

I recently joined the secret sisterhood of mommys. My initiation was easy compared to some, but I’ve paid my first dues and now I’m a lifetime member. I survived 9 months of pledge season as well as labor, delivery, and the first week home from the hospital, which I fondly refer to as “hell week.” You other mommys know what I’m talking about….

The book I really need is “What to Expect to Happen to You the First Year.” Sure, at two months out, I’m past the “every sensitive part of my body is painful” stage, but I’m still in the “how does anyone ever have another one?” stage.

Mean girls

I just saw a commercial for Mean Girls. It looks like Heathers without the killing.

All the movies in this teen film genre depict the popular kids as mean and snotty. And yet, so many people in the real world want to be one of those popular kids. Does popular really = mean? Or were all the film writers unpopular, picked-on kids?