I question the stimulus...while the construction would offer jobs to the unemployed, I fear that these people would shortly be out of work again. With the government jobs being offered, who is eligible to work for Washington? You are going to have to cut taxes because I am not willing to pay any amount into a pay increase for anyone in DC while our family, friends and neighbors are out of work.
P.S. Ford, you said you didn't need to take part of the payout? As soon as we can afford it, I'm going to my local Ford dealer and getting a new car! www.troyford.com
Friday, January 30, 2009
Friday, January 23, 2009
TAX STRIKE!
OK, show of hands...how many of you would like to stop paying taxes for 4 years. Oh, I know, I know...ME!!!!
People in OUR (yup it's ours...we pay for it) administration, haven't paid their taxes, so why should I? Can I "forget" to pay my taxes...course not...I'm Caucasian, female (well I might have that going for me...any thoughts Hilary?), and over the age of 30...did I mention Christian...that should get a few politicians in an uproar.
I work hard every day to bring home my salary (I love my job!) for my family and for what? So the government can use my money to fund abortions overseas?!
It wasn't bad enough that I had to sit by while a bill gets discussed to allow a 13 YEAR OLD GIRL to have an abortion...as if telling a 13 year old that it is OK to have sex would EVER be acceptable to me in the first place, now I'm going to tell her that she shouldn't even have to share that information with me, let alone get my permission to destroy her body and kill a child? Come on!!! NOW I get the pleasure of having to PAY for another women's child to have an abortion THAT DOESN'T EVEN LIVE IN AMERICA!!!!! Are you kidding me?
If that wasn't bad enough, let's try something else...now we get to bail out companies with over 850 billion dollars of our hard earned money and spend 23 billion dollars of that to install high speed Internet to different areas of the Country that don't have it. Huh?! Are you serious?!
Let me get this straight...I'm well over $400,000 in debt and you are going to spend 23 BILLION dollars so that people can access the Internet faster? Mr. Gates, I truly respect you and what you've done for the world, but what in the world are people going to be doing on-line that JUSTIFIES spending 23 BILLION dollars on Internet service? Job search, posting blogs, watching...I don't know...the media (heaven forbid)? I'M ALREADY PAYING FOR THE INTERNET EVERY DANG MONTH! Yes, I pay for it because I work and earn the right to have it. Get a job, call your cable company and PAY YOUR BILLS!
23 BILLION dollars?!!! I wonder what my cable provider (whom I like a lot, dish people please don't call me) would say if I just called them up and said that the people in Washington would be paying my bill from now on.
Idea!
Let's give all of us hard working AMERICANS a tax break...instead of handing out money to companies who are not accountable for their spending. Did you hear what one bank did with the last bailout? They sent their executives to a golf resort (which cost HUNDREDS of THOUSANDS of dollars) to relax...what in the world for? Obviously they were not working very hard if they were 750 billion dollars in debt so they probably didn't need that much of a break.
Last I checked, even after spending their "play" money, interest rates didn't go down, my credit card bill definitely didn't go down, and my mortgage is still way out of control. Why should the banks change anything now...they've got a pretty good thing going on.
Hello? Anyone in the government at home? Why don't you bail us out...let us pay off our debts, educate us on spending (yes, start in schools...you can teach kids about sex but you can't teach them about money? Seriously?) and instead of telling banks and credit companies that they HAVE to give us credit...tell them they SHOULDN'T! We need you to be sure that the banks and credit companies don't take advantage of us...not help them along.
What would happen if I showed up in Washington and asked for $500,000 to bail me out? Well, once I got out of prison, I'd be a laughing stock...of course, after this blog I might end up that way regardless.
Of course, we could just stop paying the government salaries and put an end to all of this pain and suffering. Do you know how we do that? STOP paying taxes!
On a seperate note...
I also wouldn't be closing down Guantanamo Bay. (listen, if someone gives someone/something a name, call it what it is...what idiot thought up gitmo? Are we so much in a fix for our immediate needs that we can't even say a full name anymore?).
Question...
Where are all of those people going to go? Are we going to let them loose? Send them back to their home country? Let them loose here?
We have self admitted terrorists that will stop at nothing to murder innocent Americans and if we let them go then we will know which side we stand on...and it is not the red, white and blue side.
By the way...who foots the bill for closing down Guantanamo Bay? Awww, let me guess...the tax payers...tax payers are the ones who actually PAY the taxes...you know that -$ that comes out of your check, the one that goes to Washington? That comes from us...guess this makes us their boss...hmmmmm.
Back to the basics...
Listen you don't have to agree with everything I stand for...I don't try to push my beliefs on others (even though I'm right) but is this truly the environment you want to live in? Raise your kids in? Do you not want a better life for your children, their children?
Should the pain continue or can we put a stop to it right now? Our government works for us and we should let them know that this society is no longer acceptable to us.
We work because we are the people that want to support ourselves and our families instead of receive as much of a hand out as we possibly can. We need to stop believing that people owe us for things we couldn't control in the past.
I recognize that we had discrimination in this Country. People behaved badly and made horrible choices. I don't condone what those people did and I would never do what they did. Come to think of it, I have not done what those people did 100 years ago, 50 years ago, 25 years ago.
I praise God that discrimination is a thing of the past in this Country. The great Martin Luther King had a dream, and that dream has been fulfilled...now what do we do with it? How much of his legacy will be fulfilled now...and where will you be in four years.
DC
P.S. This is not a Presidential bash. I can not begin to comprehend how daunting a task it would be to lead this Country of ours...and while I can not agree with some of President Obama's policies, I do support the man behind the desk. I just pray, he isn't it in for the glory...I can't image he would be, as he is also Christian and answers to a much higher authority than any of us. I repeat that I am not against President Obama...it's my government I'm fed up with.
People in OUR (yup it's ours...we pay for it) administration, haven't paid their taxes, so why should I? Can I "forget" to pay my taxes...course not...I'm Caucasian, female (well I might have that going for me...any thoughts Hilary?), and over the age of 30...did I mention Christian...that should get a few politicians in an uproar.
I work hard every day to bring home my salary (I love my job!) for my family and for what? So the government can use my money to fund abortions overseas?!
It wasn't bad enough that I had to sit by while a bill gets discussed to allow a 13 YEAR OLD GIRL to have an abortion...as if telling a 13 year old that it is OK to have sex would EVER be acceptable to me in the first place, now I'm going to tell her that she shouldn't even have to share that information with me, let alone get my permission to destroy her body and kill a child? Come on!!! NOW I get the pleasure of having to PAY for another women's child to have an abortion THAT DOESN'T EVEN LIVE IN AMERICA!!!!! Are you kidding me?
If that wasn't bad enough, let's try something else...now we get to bail out companies with over 850 billion dollars of our hard earned money and spend 23 billion dollars of that to install high speed Internet to different areas of the Country that don't have it. Huh?! Are you serious?!
Let me get this straight...I'm well over $400,000 in debt and you are going to spend 23 BILLION dollars so that people can access the Internet faster? Mr. Gates, I truly respect you and what you've done for the world, but what in the world are people going to be doing on-line that JUSTIFIES spending 23 BILLION dollars on Internet service? Job search, posting blogs, watching...I don't know...the media (heaven forbid)? I'M ALREADY PAYING FOR THE INTERNET EVERY DANG MONTH! Yes, I pay for it because I work and earn the right to have it. Get a job, call your cable company and PAY YOUR BILLS!
23 BILLION dollars?!!! I wonder what my cable provider (whom I like a lot, dish people please don't call me) would say if I just called them up and said that the people in Washington would be paying my bill from now on.
Idea!
Let's give all of us hard working AMERICANS a tax break...instead of handing out money to companies who are not accountable for their spending. Did you hear what one bank did with the last bailout? They sent their executives to a golf resort (which cost HUNDREDS of THOUSANDS of dollars) to relax...what in the world for? Obviously they were not working very hard if they were 750 billion dollars in debt so they probably didn't need that much of a break.
Last I checked, even after spending their "play" money, interest rates didn't go down, my credit card bill definitely didn't go down, and my mortgage is still way out of control. Why should the banks change anything now...they've got a pretty good thing going on.
Hello? Anyone in the government at home? Why don't you bail us out...let us pay off our debts, educate us on spending (yes, start in schools...you can teach kids about sex but you can't teach them about money? Seriously?) and instead of telling banks and credit companies that they HAVE to give us credit...tell them they SHOULDN'T! We need you to be sure that the banks and credit companies don't take advantage of us...not help them along.
What would happen if I showed up in Washington and asked for $500,000 to bail me out? Well, once I got out of prison, I'd be a laughing stock...of course, after this blog I might end up that way regardless.
Of course, we could just stop paying the government salaries and put an end to all of this pain and suffering. Do you know how we do that? STOP paying taxes!
On a seperate note...
I also wouldn't be closing down Guantanamo Bay. (listen, if someone gives someone/something a name, call it what it is...what idiot thought up gitmo? Are we so much in a fix for our immediate needs that we can't even say a full name anymore?).
Question...
Where are all of those people going to go? Are we going to let them loose? Send them back to their home country? Let them loose here?
We have self admitted terrorists that will stop at nothing to murder innocent Americans and if we let them go then we will know which side we stand on...and it is not the red, white and blue side.
By the way...who foots the bill for closing down Guantanamo Bay? Awww, let me guess...the tax payers...tax payers are the ones who actually PAY the taxes...you know that -$ that comes out of your check, the one that goes to Washington? That comes from us...guess this makes us their boss...hmmmmm.
Back to the basics...
Listen you don't have to agree with everything I stand for...I don't try to push my beliefs on others (even though I'm right) but is this truly the environment you want to live in? Raise your kids in? Do you not want a better life for your children, their children?
Should the pain continue or can we put a stop to it right now? Our government works for us and we should let them know that this society is no longer acceptable to us.
We work because we are the people that want to support ourselves and our families instead of receive as much of a hand out as we possibly can. We need to stop believing that people owe us for things we couldn't control in the past.
I recognize that we had discrimination in this Country. People behaved badly and made horrible choices. I don't condone what those people did and I would never do what they did. Come to think of it, I have not done what those people did 100 years ago, 50 years ago, 25 years ago.
I praise God that discrimination is a thing of the past in this Country. The great Martin Luther King had a dream, and that dream has been fulfilled...now what do we do with it? How much of his legacy will be fulfilled now...and where will you be in four years.
DC
P.S. This is not a Presidential bash. I can not begin to comprehend how daunting a task it would be to lead this Country of ours...and while I can not agree with some of President Obama's policies, I do support the man behind the desk. I just pray, he isn't it in for the glory...I can't image he would be, as he is also Christian and answers to a much higher authority than any of us. I repeat that I am not against President Obama...it's my government I'm fed up with.
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Packaged Perfectly
I've been thinking a lot lately about Christmas...
...I thought about what it was like to grow up in a home without the celebrations virtually everyone else was partaking in, I remember my first Christmas as a Christian, my first Christmas as a step-mom, and then years later as a mom.
It is pretty safe to say that my memory bank is virtually full...of course, I'm still keeping some room for the new memories to come and stay.
Then I started to think deeper...I wondered what other people were thinking...
...I wondered about the family who lost their son two years ago to suicide...the family that will be going through their second Christmas without their child...
...I wondered about another family who lost their son this past summer...their first Christmas without their child...
...and then, the family with five children (aged 2-9) who tragically lost their mom in a car accident a few weeks ago...
...or the family with a young toddler whose mom died just a few days ago due to carbon monoxide poisoning...father and son, who I believe may still be hospitalized...
...and then about the family whose father died this morning...
I thought and thought about these and all of the other tragedies that surround our lives daily...some becoming more and more acceptable to society.
I had to ask myself about the pain some people must be faced with this Christmas. I have never felt that kind of pain. I pray I never will. I can't imagine feeling the pain of losing a child, due to illness, accident, or any other reason.
This made me think of another father...a father who sent a gift for you and me. I accepted that gift more than 10 years ago, but each year is like my first Christmas...simply because I have the passion to remember.
This leads me to a question or two for you...
When you open up those packaged perfectly gifts what will you and your family be thinking of? Where is your passion?
Merry CHRISTmas. I pray you have many blessings and give abundantly back.
...I thought about what it was like to grow up in a home without the celebrations virtually everyone else was partaking in, I remember my first Christmas as a Christian, my first Christmas as a step-mom, and then years later as a mom.
It is pretty safe to say that my memory bank is virtually full...of course, I'm still keeping some room for the new memories to come and stay.
Then I started to think deeper...I wondered what other people were thinking...
...I wondered about the family who lost their son two years ago to suicide...the family that will be going through their second Christmas without their child...
...I wondered about another family who lost their son this past summer...their first Christmas without their child...
...and then, the family with five children (aged 2-9) who tragically lost their mom in a car accident a few weeks ago...
...or the family with a young toddler whose mom died just a few days ago due to carbon monoxide poisoning...father and son, who I believe may still be hospitalized...
...and then about the family whose father died this morning...
I thought and thought about these and all of the other tragedies that surround our lives daily...some becoming more and more acceptable to society.
I had to ask myself about the pain some people must be faced with this Christmas. I have never felt that kind of pain. I pray I never will. I can't imagine feeling the pain of losing a child, due to illness, accident, or any other reason.
This made me think of another father...a father who sent a gift for you and me. I accepted that gift more than 10 years ago, but each year is like my first Christmas...simply because I have the passion to remember.
This leads me to a question or two for you...
When you open up those packaged perfectly gifts what will you and your family be thinking of? Where is your passion?
Merry CHRISTmas. I pray you have many blessings and give abundantly back.
Wednesday, October 8, 2008
Weight Loss Update
I've lost 11 pounds!!!!!!!!!!
Go ahead, ask me "How are you doing it?"
I started this new thing called going to the gym every once in a while and watching what I eat. Can you believe this actually works?
That's it! I'm writing a diet book!
Go ahead, ask me "How are you doing it?"
I started this new thing called going to the gym every once in a while and watching what I eat. Can you believe this actually works?
That's it! I'm writing a diet book!
Poop
What is it with poop that seems to fill my dogs palette? I never really understood the fascination with eating something that, quite frankly, makes me throw up when I look at it, never mind smell it. Yet, my two dogs, whom I do love enormously (especially my favorite) can't seem to get enough of this crap.
Truly I shouldn't complain because after all there is less for Doug, yeah like I'm going to do it!, to clean up...but all in all it still is pretty gross.
Speaking of me NOT picking it up...I have to tell you...
Doug went out to Thailand for a few weeks, and I can not, and I mean I CAN NOT, pick this stuff up. Any ways, a close friend (yes, she is still a close friend) comes over to visit, with her two kids none-the-less, and asks me if I want her to pick it up. Of course, I immediately, right after sending praises upward, said "NO!" "I can't have you come over my house to visit and then pick up after my dogs!" I meant this half-heatedly for a couple of reasons.
1. My dogs poop the size of her one dog and I have two of them...
2. She is a dear sister and I couldn't really ask her (notice above...she volunteered)
Within a minute or two, my dear friend is actually picking up the poop! As if that wasn't enough, she empties the trash bag and brings it to the front of the house where the other trash was waiting to be picked up for the next morning.
Honestly, friend is there a kidney or something you need that I can give you?!
Oops, where was I? Oh yeah, getting back to my boys...
I can't believe that first thing in the morning they head out, do their business and then start eating it. What's the deal? First thing in the morning I head in, do my business and then start brushing my teeth so I don't have breath like my two dogs.
Doug and I can be pounding on the window and these two dogs will actually look towards the house and give us a look like, ah, excuse me you are interrupting my dinner. You would think they were eating at a five star restaurant.
Man, can you imagine if they were on to something?! Maybe we should set up a few tables out there and see if this helps us get out of debt.
Some how I doubt it, but I'm not winning the lottery any time soon, so maybe I'll give it a chance.
Well, on second thought I better not. I recently invited my Pastor and his family over to dinner...Lord help me if they read this blog!
Signed,
PAPEP
or
Parents Against Poop Eating Pets
P.S. We've tried everything to get them to stop...forbid, hot sauce, etc., etc., etc.!
Truly I shouldn't complain because after all there is less for Doug, yeah like I'm going to do it!, to clean up...but all in all it still is pretty gross.
Speaking of me NOT picking it up...I have to tell you...
Doug went out to Thailand for a few weeks, and I can not, and I mean I CAN NOT, pick this stuff up. Any ways, a close friend (yes, she is still a close friend) comes over to visit, with her two kids none-the-less, and asks me if I want her to pick it up. Of course, I immediately, right after sending praises upward, said "NO!" "I can't have you come over my house to visit and then pick up after my dogs!" I meant this half-heatedly for a couple of reasons.
1. My dogs poop the size of her one dog and I have two of them...
2. She is a dear sister and I couldn't really ask her (notice above...she volunteered)
Within a minute or two, my dear friend is actually picking up the poop! As if that wasn't enough, she empties the trash bag and brings it to the front of the house where the other trash was waiting to be picked up for the next morning.
Honestly, friend is there a kidney or something you need that I can give you?!
Oops, where was I? Oh yeah, getting back to my boys...
I can't believe that first thing in the morning they head out, do their business and then start eating it. What's the deal? First thing in the morning I head in, do my business and then start brushing my teeth so I don't have breath like my two dogs.
Doug and I can be pounding on the window and these two dogs will actually look towards the house and give us a look like, ah, excuse me you are interrupting my dinner. You would think they were eating at a five star restaurant.
Man, can you imagine if they were on to something?! Maybe we should set up a few tables out there and see if this helps us get out of debt.
Some how I doubt it, but I'm not winning the lottery any time soon, so maybe I'll give it a chance.
Well, on second thought I better not. I recently invited my Pastor and his family over to dinner...Lord help me if they read this blog!
Signed,
PAPEP
or
Parents Against Poop Eating Pets
P.S. We've tried everything to get them to stop...forbid, hot sauce, etc., etc., etc.!
Tuesday, September 9, 2008
Sinus Surgery
Well, it shouldn't be a surprise to most of you that I am recovering from sinus surgery. Wow! What a few weeks it has been. Today marks exactly two weeks from my surgery date...here is what happened:
Day 1 up at 4:30 to shower and dress...hey I'm not going into surgery smelling bad! Didn't your mom ever give you that clean pantie lecture?
6:00 arrive at Southview Hospital...wait in line...forever, ok 15 minutes...seemed like forever, might have been my nerves.
6:15 pee in cup...they want to be sure I'm not pregnant...breath Doug! Just breath!!! Talk about stressed nerves.
6:20 go to opposite side of room and wait to check in, again.
6:30 Get checked in and head to the back...nerves really shaking now...but I do get to leave the panties on...thanks mom.
6:45-7:20 see a few really nice nurses, one really good looking anesthesiologist and head, ok wheel, into the operating room.
10:30ish Wake up wishing they had told me I was going to sleep now.
11:00 head home
Next two days...really fuzzy. Let's just say in and out of sleep and that's about it.
Oh well, here is what I can remember. After the surgery I had to go get my packing out. That wasn't very fun. We had to drive a little way to get the office and it was the day right after my surgery so I wasn't feeling all that great anyways. Regardless, I went in, got the packing out, almost passed out, went home, slept some more.
Two days later, off to another office to get the stints out. I knew that I had a big nose, but man the size of those stints were the equivalent of an MP4 player! Needless to say, I kept my eyes closed the whole time. Doug really, really wished he had done the same. Regardless, I went in, got the stints out, Doug almost passed out, went home, slept some more.
That gets me to my first weekend. Uneventful, yes! I was able to finally go downstairs and live amongst the loves of my life. The younger of which had been giving me a huge berth, and not because of my size, which is the usual reason, I just think the little one was a little scared. Course, the dog was to. Matter of fact, he still isn't the same...fortunately the little one is back to normal.
Well, by now I have gone back for my post op appointment, had my nose cleaned out...still can't believe the size of what is coming out, neither can my family. I know this because every time I blow my nose and something huge comes out I have to show them. You know, get a score. "Ohhh, that's a 9! Oh wait that wasn't as big, so it's a 7.5, or the best is yet to come...the big 10!
Regardless of what comes out, the more important thing is what is going in...for the first time in a long time, I can actually breath through my nose and get air to my lungs.
I can't thank Dr. Katz and his staff enough for all that they have done for me. I feel like I owe them an apology for something but since this is normal for me and most everyone I run across, I'll just say sorry, and hope that fixes it...if not, let me know!
So, how are your sinuses?
Day 1 up at 4:30 to shower and dress...hey I'm not going into surgery smelling bad! Didn't your mom ever give you that clean pantie lecture?
6:00 arrive at Southview Hospital...wait in line...forever, ok 15 minutes...seemed like forever, might have been my nerves.
6:15 pee in cup...they want to be sure I'm not pregnant...breath Doug! Just breath!!! Talk about stressed nerves.
6:20 go to opposite side of room and wait to check in, again.
6:30 Get checked in and head to the back...nerves really shaking now...but I do get to leave the panties on...thanks mom.
6:45-7:20 see a few really nice nurses, one really good looking anesthesiologist and head, ok wheel, into the operating room.
10:30ish Wake up wishing they had told me I was going to sleep now.
11:00 head home
Next two days...really fuzzy. Let's just say in and out of sleep and that's about it.
9/21/08 Dang it, it has been so long since I started this blog, that I totally forgot all of the information I was going to share!
Oh well, here is what I can remember. After the surgery I had to go get my packing out. That wasn't very fun. We had to drive a little way to get the office and it was the day right after my surgery so I wasn't feeling all that great anyways. Regardless, I went in, got the packing out, almost passed out, went home, slept some more.
Two days later, off to another office to get the stints out. I knew that I had a big nose, but man the size of those stints were the equivalent of an MP4 player! Needless to say, I kept my eyes closed the whole time. Doug really, really wished he had done the same. Regardless, I went in, got the stints out, Doug almost passed out, went home, slept some more.
That gets me to my first weekend. Uneventful, yes! I was able to finally go downstairs and live amongst the loves of my life. The younger of which had been giving me a huge berth, and not because of my size, which is the usual reason, I just think the little one was a little scared. Course, the dog was to. Matter of fact, he still isn't the same...fortunately the little one is back to normal.
Well, by now I have gone back for my post op appointment, had my nose cleaned out...still can't believe the size of what is coming out, neither can my family. I know this because every time I blow my nose and something huge comes out I have to show them. You know, get a score. "Ohhh, that's a 9! Oh wait that wasn't as big, so it's a 7.5, or the best is yet to come...the big 10!
Regardless of what comes out, the more important thing is what is going in...for the first time in a long time, I can actually breath through my nose and get air to my lungs.
I can't thank Dr. Katz and his staff enough for all that they have done for me. I feel like I owe them an apology for something but since this is normal for me and most everyone I run across, I'll just say sorry, and hope that fixes it...if not, let me know!
So, how are your sinuses?
Wednesday, August 6, 2008
Kids
You know I was just about to start a blog in China, in fact I had my first paragraph all ready done when my daughter came up to me and asked if she could watch her "favorite" movie.
Being a huge Roger Rabbit fan, seriously I have a hat!, I said sure...knowing full well I'd really like to go to bed now. Ok, so I start to explain to her that this movie isn't actually her favorite but one of her favorites. I'm not entirely sure if she rolled her eyes, but I think she may have actually sighed the words "what ever"...did I mention she is under the age of 10?
Going on about the love of my life she opens her hand up, the one not carrying the movie, and says she has a present for me. The present? I heart that had already broken off of one of her necklaces and a rock.
Happy to accept I gladly took the treasured items, biting at the tongue to ask if these to were her "favorites". Before I could actually say anything this little voice says "I just wanted to give you this one because you are a good mom (the rock) and the other one is because you are a good mom of the heart". Aww, are you crying because I was just about there. Until...
the follow through...I really don't like these anymore, you can have them. Ah out of the mouths of babes. She's still my favorite.
Being a huge Roger Rabbit fan, seriously I have a hat!, I said sure...knowing full well I'd really like to go to bed now. Ok, so I start to explain to her that this movie isn't actually her favorite but one of her favorites. I'm not entirely sure if she rolled her eyes, but I think she may have actually sighed the words "what ever"...did I mention she is under the age of 10?
Going on about the love of my life she opens her hand up, the one not carrying the movie, and says she has a present for me. The present? I heart that had already broken off of one of her necklaces and a rock.
Happy to accept I gladly took the treasured items, biting at the tongue to ask if these to were her "favorites". Before I could actually say anything this little voice says "I just wanted to give you this one because you are a good mom (the rock) and the other one is because you are a good mom of the heart". Aww, are you crying because I was just about there. Until...
the follow through...I really don't like these anymore, you can have them. Ah out of the mouths of babes. She's still my favorite.
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