Thursday, October 23, 2008

What the hell is a real American.

I usually keep my mouth shut when it comes to politics but I am really pissed off now. How dare mccan/palin refer to people as real american or real america. I love this country and my friends and family are fighting for it. I came from a small town. I used to go to church. I even come from a red state. I am so mad I don't even know what to say. I am not only mad but really hurts. It makes me want to cry that someone like me would not be considerd a real american. As far as I am concerned the real americans are our native americans who the "real americans" plundered and raped their people and took their land. In todays world we have to move away from this because "real american" would probably just call that the past. I take this as truly hateful remark and we all should be upset if your a real american or not. Why don't they just start referring to everyone who is not a republican as a spic, nigger, fag or poor. (sorry for the harsh words I am making a point.
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Monday, October 6, 2008

Life, love, and daily expirence

Disclaimer: No new news. This is just a blog about my thoughts and feelings.

My poor love is sick and it makes me sad. Mark is such a vibrant person who rants and raves about politic and religion. He is a man who knows what he believes. Yes, sometimes he drives me crazy with his passion and excitement for this I would never even think twice about but I think overall he has helped make me a smarter person. Not that I wasn't smart without him but he helped get my passion for learning burning. Mark's biggest accomplishment with me was getting me reading. Now that I actually read books I realize how important they are. Books get our brains working. They allow us to explore our imaginations and open us to new ideas. Now that I read books I see how effortless and enjoyable it is. (No offense to anyone) People who don't read books or say they can't get into them are lazy. I used to have all the same excuses. Sure it might take the right book to get into but with a little fun investigation you will find the perfect book. Also going and getting a Mocha Latte and walking around Barnes and Noble is one of mine and Marks favorite activity. Even if we do not buy anything it's still worth the trip.

When you have to stop worrying about petty problems and start worrying about someone's life it changes your paradigm on your daily experience. You still have to keep living life as you normally do but you start to treasure the small moments. They are the moments that pass you by without noticing, the same old, same old. The moments I treasure most are the little kisses from Mark and Cookie and the kisses between them. Mark's tendency to sniff his hands, (I don't know why he does it but it makes me laugh) Mark yelling at the tv during video games and sports usually pisses me off but like I said he has a certain passion.

As gruff as he thinks he is, he gentle and kind. I appreciate how lucky I have been to find a man who loves me as much or more then I love him especially at such a young age. He still cracks my toes on daily basis and rubs my back to help put me to sleep. I don't wear shoes that often so I don't have the cleanest feet. What other girl could say that after 6 1/2 years of marriage and 9 years of being together?

I am not stress, sad, or afraid (at least in this moment in time). I do have hope for life in whatever situation may happen. Life only ends when you want it to and Mark and I will not let it end. Love last forever this life and the next.

Friday, October 3, 2008

Someone left a shopping cart in my yard!!

Who would leave a shopping cart in my yard. I don't live in a trash neighborhood. I think it was some of the dumb kids. My husband probably has cancer and someone is messing with us. What a cruel world we live in.