Tuesday, August 29, 2006
While the media focuses endlessly on the tabloid story of the week, JonBenet, Bush decided he would suit up in his brush-clearing clothes once again and appear to keep it real with the citizens of New Orleans. I guess he thought he could sneak in and make a few friends for the party and slither back out before the evening news had a chance to notice.
I am so disgusted at the hypocrisy and blatent lack of compassion. Our dumbass in command continues to speak as if Katrina happened last month, not last year. We are still talking about building homes and getting residents back in their neighborhoods one year later. Very little progress has been made, and in fact the work that has been accomplished on the levees isn't guaranteed to hold.
What kind of country are we living in? We have consistantly turned our back on those in need to run after the next big story, leaving human lives in limbo because their story is no longer hip and trendy. We have the attention span of a gnat.
Get ready folks, September is on its way. The big machine just got warmed up in New Orleans yeserday. New York, you're next! Put on your waders. It's going to get deep.
Thursday, August 24, 2006
The stress of selling the house has finally hit the pooches! Karly actually chose to lay on this bed with Mason! She intentionally went over, layed next to him, and rested for a number of minutes. Okay, we have got to sell this house! Either that, or the end of the Earth is nigh.
Monday, August 21, 2006
Sunday, August 20, 2006
Today has been an extremely nature filled day. This morning I found this beauty resting in the pampas grass in the back yard.
And then this atrocious thing is found resting in the Christmas Cactus right beside the front door!! This is a large frog. Not a toad or a small tree frog. Very big. Body size of about 4 inches. Fun time is over. Get back inside. Play time ends when the frogs come out. Ick.
My two dislikes in the natural world--frogs and snakes. However snakes trump frogs when they help me out and eat them!
"If you don't repent and turn to Jesus you will surely burn in hell."
Saturday, August 19, 2006
Friday, August 18, 2006
Capitol Hill is poised to cut benefits to veterans once again. This time to the funding for brain injury treatment. During war time. During a time when our soldiers are coming home with brain injuries from a war of choice. Absolutely ridiculous. Meanwhile...
Paul Rieckhoff gave me some amazing perspective on this: Recently our selected officials came back to Washington during their vacations for ONE brain damaged woman. Those same people have no problem slashing the funding for treatment of the men and women who are serving their country. Guess no one wants to be bothered to come back to fight for hundreds. Too much trouble. How's that for a 'culture of life'.
Read Paul's support letter here.
Thursday, August 17, 2006
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
The man is trying to fulfill what the New York court has ordered, and we think it's great news to follow him around and inhibit his mission. How pathetic. Of course, news stories are portraying him as a bitchy queen in this scenario because he is asking everyone to let him go about his business. Imagine the nerve of such request.
Monday, August 14, 2006
So, it's back to square one. Frankly, we are both exhausted mentally from this already! (I know, it's been only a couple of weeks!)
We wound up the obsession machine once again for a showing on Saturday morning. No word yet. Stay tuned!
This is a screen shot from an HD concert at Wembly Stadium by Duran Duran.
First of all, bigs ups to both my TV and camera for being so crisp and awesome. (I wish this technology was around in the 80's which is when my best TV picture taking took place!)
Anyway, the boys look and sound absolutely fabulous! Wow! Very good, and rivaling performances from their heyday of which I have first-hand knowledge.
Hey, maybe I can go see them now and lose the other half of my hearing!
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Oh! I think I may end up with some sort of ulcer out of this. The anticipation, the expectation, the worry, the possible rejection...
I try really hard to live a life free of expectation. Doing so leaves one generally surprised and rarely disappointed. As good as I try to be at this, hey, I'm only human. I really want this house to sell. I want it to sell quick too. We are going to blow out our adrenals quick at this pace. So, yeah I am secretly full of expectation. I think our house is pretty and more importantly it has character and a lot of sweat equity that shows.
So cross your fingers, your toes, your eyes, hell, cross your labia if you can! It can only help!
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Monday, August 07, 2006
Saturday, August 05, 2006
I have chosen to take this as a possible sign of a couple of things, clearly all around change and beginnings:
Our house is up for sale and we are anxiously waiting to take the next step toward our next beautiful shelter. This chrysalis most likely has been placed here to teach me that patience reaps beautiful things. I'm trying. I'm not known to be the most patient person in the world. Bad trait. I will make the attempt to relax, be patient, and enjoy the clean non-cluttered splendor of our current abode.
The other thing I have chosen to see is that a new beginning for us politically and nationally is on the horizon. We are fast approaching the mid-term elections. Our voices are going to be heard and followed. The shambles that is the Bush Regime has a limited number of days. We already see cracks in the armor. The emperor has no clothes.
I have no patience for this despicable bunch of men, but I can muster the patience for the beauty of watching His Ignorance fall like Saddam's statue.