Yes you read it right, I admire Martha Stewart. This is a woman who took her small catering business and turned it into a syndicated television show, books, a magazine and a line of household products sold at Kmart, oh and I believe that she has her own furniture line as well. She has already closed a deal for a new show, to start once she gets out of prison, which will be live and there is rumor of a book deal. For all appearances, she seems to be a very smart woman and shrewd business person. I am very jealous of what she has accomplished, but not in a mean-spirited way, I celebrate that another woman has been able to achieve what she has and wish that I had been smart enough to do the same thing.

I have listened to and read people for years complain about her. Saying that she is a Bitch and I refuse to base my opinion on what other people think. Until I personally get to meet Martha and see for myself exactly what her personality is made up of then I won’t let the media form an opinion for me. I’m pretty sure that she isn’t exactly the person that they portray her to be and also not the first person in history to do a little insider trading. I’m not saying that she shouldn’t be punished if she breaks the law, but what about all those other people who have broken the law, but haven’t been subjected to the same degree of punishment that she has been met with. I think because people are jealous of Martha’s success they try to drag her down every chance they get and I have to wonder if she would be attacked so viciously if she had been born a man.

But Martha isn’t really what I wanted to blog about today. What I really wanted to blog about is why is it that women have such a hard time supporting other women? Why do women spend more time trying to tear each other apart instead of trying to help each other out? We had a little "situation" down at the farm this weekend and thankfully it didn’t involve oldest, demon fighting, son. He took his meds like a good little boy and was on his best behavior (we celebrate the little things around here). This skirmish involved two of my female friends and their little daughters (about 3 or 4 yrs old). Both of these women are 28 yrs old (young in my eyes) one has two kids and the other has one with one on the way. There was an incident involving not sharing crayons with the daughters and first one mother took things way out of proportion then the other mother over-reacted to what the first mother said. Both of these mothers have different parenting styles and I don’t totally agree with either, but who am I to say that I deserve "Mother of the Year" award as I am the mother of a demon/drug fighting almost 20 yr old who cuts himself. Now you have to realize that there were several families invited as we have all spent New Years eve together for the last 10 yrs and we don’t have to worry about drinking and driving down at the farm. Every family had their own bedroom, but the Kitchen, dining room, living room and game room are all common areas as well as the porch. It didn’t help that the un-pregnant mother had already been drinking (heavily) when the non-sharing incident happened, but the pregnant mother is a Prima Dona on a normal day and even worse when she is pregnant. The alcoholic mom is over weight and has a real self-esteem issue but the preggie mom definitely thinks that her Shit doesn’t stink so this tends to compound the problem when they are in the same county (no I didn’t invite either of these women for the weekend).

The part I hated the most is how each mother tried to enlist me in her hate fight against the other when the other mom wasn’t present. I told both moms’ the same thing – "I didn’t want to be drug into the middle of this as it wasn’t my fight and that I thought they were both in the wrong". The whole thing could have been avoided if preggie Prima Dona (hereafter referred to as PPD) had gone to alcoholic low self-esteem (ALSE) when the incident happened and said – I don’t know if you saw this, but your little precious isn’t willing to share with my little Diva. I know for a fact that ALSE would immediately have gotten on her little precious and made her share with Diva. Instead PPD choose to make several, rather loud, comments regarding sharing and precious' lack of manners and then told precious to just go away that they wouldn’t share with her if she wanted to play that way – yes I know, this came out of a 28 yr old’s mom’s mouth. It could also have been avoided if then ALSE had sat down with PPD and said, has something happened, did my daughter do something wrong. Instead she stomped off to the bedroom and slammed doors and chunked things the rest of the night. Both chose to over-react and I have to wonder exactly what lesson their daughters learned from them that day and if it had anything to do with sharing. Did they, in turn, learn this type of behavior from their moms?