Archive for October, 2008

Amendment 48

It’s official.  I dropped off our ballots this morning.  We voted and it felt good.

The Colorado State ballot has an amendment that CAN NOT PASS.  Amendment 48 is a scary attempt to define “personhood” from the moment of conception.  All rights, therefore, would be afforded to this person from that moment.  It begs several questions: 

First:          Do women who find out they are pregnant and then have a natural miscarriage undergo investigations for murder??  How do we expect to pay for this dramatic increase in homocide investigations nationwide??  Are our courts, district attorneys, police detectives, etc. staffed for this?

Second:     Do women need to apply for TWO passports if traveling out of the country while pregnant??

Third:        If ”inalienable rights, equality of justice, and due process of law” apply to the human “person” from the moment of conception, is the legality of birth obsolete??  If so, shall we create “Conception Certificates” rather than “Birth Certificates”??  Who will pay to update the computer systems?  Must a woman apply for a “Conception Certificate” when she purchases a pregnancy test?  Or will her physician be required to notify the government when her urine sample comes back positive for increased hormone levels??

OH, wait … my third point wouldn’t necessarily apply to a gay, lesbian, bisexual, or transgendered conceived “person”.  Our GLBT neighbors aren’t afforded equal inalienable rights as living, breathing, working, tax-paying adults!  My mistake, my mistake.

VOTE NO ON AMENDMENT 48,

my fellow Coloradoans!!!        

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Process This

With Senator Obama under attack for being un-Patriotic, it is necessary to direct your attention to Palin’s affiliations.  She is a RINO — Republican In Name Only.  Don’t be fooled, my friends on the right.  She is FAR FROM PATRIOTIC.  Please go to this blog and read while you listen to the video.

She is one heartbeat from “leading” this country and that scares the hell out of me.  Not only is she unqualified, she truly does not have the best interests of ALL our people in mind.

I am unable to articulate more than that tonight.  Spend some time processing the information this blog reveals.

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Two Things I Believe In

Okay, so the grammar-freak in me KNOWS that my title is wrong.  It should read “Two Things In Which I Believe” … but whatever.

Gotta share this with you tonight.

I believe in the power of the theatre.  Especially musicals.  Actually, just one musical in particular.  If you know me well, you know that my all-time favorite musical is — HANDS DOWN — Les Misérables.  No question.  And I’ve seen me some theatre.  Don’t get me wrong … Phantom, Miss Saigon, Rent, Chess, West Side Story … I recognize the overwhelming beauty in their musical compositions.  But I’m off-point. 

I believe in Barack Obama.

Put the two together and you have this uplifting piece of work to get you through the next 28 days: 

 

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Rearranging Furniture

Like the new look?  Yes, I needed a change.  And I think the blog is easier to read.  Surprised?!  No.  You know better.

When I initially joined this whole blogging bandwagon, I selected a “theme” that was in my general color scheme of life.  However, as many of you know, I am a woman who requires some superficial changes to be made rather frequently in order to feel … productive.  Fresh.  Absolved. 

Hence, the new theme.  I will never invest in having one designed for me — although I SO LOVE to see what people can create with their computer magic — so I perused the market of themes this afternoon and came up with what you see.  Long story longer … I need a diagnosis, people.  This rearranging-of-physical-traits is a condition.  A disease.  I swear.  And this illness is in addition to that one.  

I am obsessed with rearranging furniture.  I mean, OBSESSED.  Ask me what I did one hour before my brother and his wife descended upon my unwashed kitchen floor and half-dusted living room.  Go on … ASK! 

I rearranged the girls’ bedroom.

And the house looked like this.

Living Conditions

Living Conditions

 

I will drop everything — ask Chad! — I mean EVERYTHING to push furniture around a tiny space.  Furniture rearranging is yet another form of meditation for me …  Too bad the rest of the house, the kids, and whatever project I’m supposed to be tackling magically get reorganized into the it’s-not-as-important-as-moving-the-bed-to-the-inside-wall-even-though-it’s-still-90plus-degrees-in-the-afternoon compartment of my brain.  I neglect all other responsibilities.  Just to get my furniture re-focus fix.

Here’s the real kicker … I can’t rearrange my living room.  The crème de la crème … and it just can’t be.  Too many pieces of furniture, too many humans, too many uses for the room, Feng Shui or whatever … the way you see it is the only way it will work.  (Minus the ironing board I managed to muck up during my craft attempt two weeks ago … a tale for another time.)  Boo hoo.   

So, enjoy the latest look for All That We Let In.  It won’t be the last one I let in …

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I’m YELLING at the television …

ARE YOU??

Sarah Palin can’t debate.  End of conversation. 

I’m dyin’ here.  Onto my second glass of wine … can’t move the right side of my body due to sacroiliac pain … but yellin’ just the same.

BE INFORMED.

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Stressed Much?!

Okay.  I realize I have no room to complain as my life is amazingly lovely.  But as my life continues to illustrate that I am Comedy Central for the gods … 

BenGay on the sheets — there are few better scents to wake to.  My husband and his all-powerful nose disagrees.  So, I’ve got one of these on my neck for the pinched nerve from which I am suffering and an icepack tucked into my pants for the lower back stiffness I’ve acquired overnight.  Seriously, what a catch am I?!  Couldn’t move my head this morning and had trouble making breakfast as my lower back is arguing for equal attention.  Picture the Queen of Gimp shuffling to the car like a 98 year old for my lame dropoff of children at school.  I’m obviously improving slowly as I seem to be able to sit here for a moment to say hello.

As I glanced over my recent posts, I recognized a theme:  I have become an activist.  And a vessel for change.  And a looney tune. 

I’ve managed to thoroughly stress my body out, and she doesn’t like it!  I’m losing sleep and hair and contracting issues like “neck spasms”.  Lame, lame, lame, lame, lame!  Luckily I have buddies who recognize my ablity to lose it over and over again — whatever the “it” might be at the time — and my friend Jess has advised that I read a book called MOMfulness by Denise Roy.

For all of you parents out there trying to balance kids, chaos, politics, school, soccer, PTA, piano, friends, fun, schedules, checkbooks, oil changes, and lawn-mowing … do yourself a favor.  Find a book — ANY BOOK — that you can curl up with for a few minutes every day and lose yourself in.  It doesn’t have to give you tips on how to be present in the present and it certainly doesn’t have to be another kid-friendly biography to hand over to your almost-8-year-old.  NO.  Sit down LAY DOWN and lose yourself in Fluff.  Find yourself some fluff, friends.  5 minutes of Fluff.  My new mantra.  Oh — that, and “Yes We Can”.

Before you leave me and begin your affair with Fluff, check out Callie’s words.  She brilliant.

Biden - Palin tonight.  Grab a glass of wine …

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