LOL...I thought maybe three people still checked in here...or else I woulda' posted what was going on before.

Well...I had this bright idea to make some back to back posts. Those posts were going to be the emails and responses from each of the candidates on some issues that are important to me. Gay rights, abortion, domestic violence center funding, post high school ed. child support enf...etc.

Well...I emailed all of them. Dems and Pubes. And you know what.

Only three answered. And of those three. Only one answered the entire email. The other two just spouted campaign stuff. All three were Dems, not a single Pub even acknowledged the email outside the thank you for your correspondence, we will get back to you as soon as we can stuff.

So I thought I should just scrap that idea, since no one was really responding to my emails/questions from their page...

If you would like I can post the emails/responses that I got.

Other than that...I am planning to post pictures and at least a weekly update. I was waiting for my new At home job to start. Oh yeah, I quit the other one. That is a post in itself. But I have been trying to get on with this company I am working for now since soon after I moved here. It is called Alpine Access. The company was featured on Good Morning America, and you would be surprised at all the home workers there are, and the different companies that they work for. Like 1-800 Flowers. That is not my company. I can't tell you that...but I like it a lot.

Same pay, no daycare, no gas for the Honda P., and I can be home with the kids. Perfect in my book.

Okay...that is all

Other than James will be 1 on Friday!!!!! Party on Sat.!!! Whoo Hoo!!

You know, I think Christina Aguilera is amazing. Beautiful, talented, and just awe-inspiring. She has an amazing voice, and such a range that I can listen to her over and over and over.

Her is one of my favorites of hers, and this song really touches my heart. If I could sing, and sing well, I would sing it to him. It displays everything that is in my heart, and how I know I push at him...and how much I need him to always be there.

Through everything, he is my rock. My solidity. I love him with the core of my being, and honestly...through everything, I could not imagine my life without him.

So I started a new job on Monday. Actually my baby gave me a day to do what I needed to do the Thursday prior, which included going to some employment agencies in the area.

I went to the unemployment office first, located in this building of suites. The guy actually told me that because of my background/history/degree he could not really help me and to get online. Whatever.

As I was walking out of the unemployment office I walked past a suite that said Pro-Staff. Well I had an appt. later in the day with another staffing company but thought what the hay it won't hurt to just go in and get registered.

The lady took a look at my resume and asked if I could take a data entry test. Of course I said yes. After my test she had me take it again so that she could make sure the results were right. So I did, and they went up by 1500 kph. That put me around 15k kph. She then asked if I could start Monday, and said she was going to call another rep and tell them someone else had filled the position. I had no idea what I was saying yes to, but it was a job.

So Monday I walked into my new position of Insurance claims verification. I went to the class and looked around and realized I was the only white person in the class. At break I walk out into the floor and look around, and I am the only white person I see. LOL. I called CS that night to tell him that and we both laughed.

Sad to say the next day I found out where all the white folk was at. Management. UPPER management. So that made me feel even weirder. In class we were talking about our kids/husbands/wives/gf/bf and I showed them a pic of CSTL without telling them he was black. The whole room up-roared and pretty much said...'Girl you're the whitest white girl I've seen...and you got a brother'. For the rest of the day I was referred to as the white girl. It's ok...I kinda like it. As the week has went by, they have included me totally. Today when we went outside on break because another class was in the break room, a group of girls walked by us and just stared at me...on of the girls looked over at them and said 'it's alright, she might be white but she cool like us...so put your eyes back in your head.' Me...well I just laughed.

This job has some great benefits...and a pension plan. 12 years of service and you qualify for it. Sooooooo I'm still gonna finish my other degree...and possibly continue to law school, but for now I like this job.

So what if I'm the only white girl there...when all is said and done, I'm just a girl trying to do her job.

Letter just sent to the team of Obama for America...

Dear Senator Obama,
I am so disappointed that there is a scheduled $2300 dinner, plus $500 kickoff ticket meet for Obama in Atlanta. I am a wholehearted Obama supporter, because of how I feel he relates to the working class of our country, and his other ideals. Seeing how there is a meet for the high level donors instead of the lower level, grass roots, working class has made me think I have made a mistake placing a lot of time and effort into supporting him.
If I wanted a candidate that mostly campaigned to the bigger wallets I'd go with Clinton. Finding out through the grapevine, and not in any of the event planners on the website to me is a big show of who is really important to Sen. Obama. I truly hope this is not the case, and he continues to show the lowly grass roots voters that he can meet us too, without having a $500 kickoff ticket promotion.
Thank you,

I have always loved her...

since I have updated. I always forget, then check my email and see that I have comments.

I want to thank everyone for their thoughts on my daddy. They had to remove part of his lung, but are pretty sure they got all of the cancer out. He goes back on Monday to see if he has to go through chemo or anything. However his side had been hurting for days and days, so he went to his regular Dr. because he trusts him, and found out the pain was from a hernia. So he has to get another operation, and hopefully that will be his last for a while.

I hope it's his last for a while. He seems different this time. Worn out I guess you could say. We went to WV to visit with him, and really had a nice time seeing my family.

We found out the baby doesn't need to have an MRI. He has cafe au lait spots on him, 9 actually. They are a sign of a genetic neuro disorder that causes benign tumors on the nervous system. Because he has a high frequency of the spots we have to have him checked yearly, and thought that would also include an MRI. His pedi called yesterday and said that she spoke to a genetisist and because he is sooooo healthy and we (s and I) have not shown signs of having it, then there was not a need at this time for the MRI.

The baby is doing wonderfully. He is 18.2 lbs and 27 inches long. He sits up on his own and crawled only one day and stopped. He trys to crawl, and really wants to walk. He laughs and plays all day long, and just has a great time. Bella is soooo good with him. I was a bit worried because she is still so puppish, but she is wonderful with him, just giving the occasional lick and not caring if he holds on to her tongue.

Ryan is doing great. He has had some communication from his dad, and he likes that. Even if it will be brief. His dad wants me to say that he has paid all of his childsupport so he won't go to jail. I told him hell no, so we'll see if he stays in contact with Ryan or if it all was just a ploy to get me to let him off the hook.

So thats about it in a nutshell. Keeps S's brother in your thoughts, and thanks for dropping by.

Well...

Thats a start huh. Updating. I dread it sometimes. I always mean to do it. To put something here, but sometimes I am just way to busy...

So here's some things in a nutshell...

If you have never had a pedicure...I suggest you get one. If it is your first time, get the whole thing, the little message, everything. I finally got one last week, and you know I cannot believe I have denied myself this luxury for my whole freaking life. It was wonderful. I felt all buttery, and pretty, and sexy. I have not worn anything but sandals since. Even in the 30's.

I have not discussed it, but my dad has cancer. They went in and removed the part in his esophagus two weeks ago, and today they removed the portion in his lungs. They also had to remove part of his lung. That's all I know for now. My mom is waiting for another Dr. to let us know what happens next.

I have the best husband in the world. I got flowers yesterday and chocolate and great food and adult club time and lots and lots and lots of Lush.

I love him so.

So I ran faster
But it caught me here
Yes my loyalties turned
Like my ankle
In the seventh grade
Running after Billy
Running after the rain
These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things let them break
Their hold over me
He said you're really an ugly girl
But I like the way you play
And I died
But I thanked him
Can you believe that
Sick
Holding on to his picture
Dressing up every day
I wanna smash the faces of those beautiful boys
Those christian boys
So you can made me cum
That doesn't make you Jesus
These precious things Let them bleed Let them wash away These precious things let them break Their hold over me
I remember
Yes in my peach party dress
No one dared
No one cared
To tell me where the pretty girls are
Those demigods
With their nine-inch nails
And little fascist panties
Tucked inside the heart
Of ever nice
girl
These precious things
Let them bleed
Let them wash away
These precious things
Let them break
Let them wash away

I heard a new song yesterday. Its about a child being abused/molested. It made me gasp. It made me want to hear it again. I cannot find it. I have no idea what the name was. Once I have it I will post it here. It was a newer pop/rap song, and really it just moved me.


ETA: I found it...it is Runaway Love By Ludacris Featuring Mary J Blige

Barack Obama captured my interest with his speech during the DNC. Since then I have kept an eye on him, because I honestly feel that he has a chance. A good chance. Some people may say that we are not ready for an African American President, but those are the ones I think really need to look at him, and his stances.

He is articulate and seems to be saying all the right things as of now. I will continue to keep an eye on him, see what more there is too him...but for now I'll leave you with this. Please take just a moment to watch.





Later tomorrow I will post about my wonderful weekend with my husband, but that will probably be on my other blog. Not the private one, just the other one. Due to recent events, recent things that have came to light, I do not feel comfortable sharing that much personal information on this one. I have realized that those people that you respect, that you admire, that you turn to for advice are often not what they seem. It makes me sad, however it was something I already knew. I never have trusted too many people, and within the last year or so I did, and have became very disappointed in them. Actions produce consequences, and those consequences effect everyone around. This I have learned wholeheartedly in the last eight months.

This blog will return to the more serious things that I want to talk about, maybe a light hearted post now and again, but mostly serious. To everyone who still visits I hope you still drop by, but understand if you choose not to.

This is going to be a combined birthday, 3 month old day, update kinda post...

First
James is three months old. Wow. He is just a little ball of wonder...learning new things all the time. We got him this little seat called a bebe pod and he just looks adorable in it. It helps them sit when they get ready to be in a seated position instead of laying around all day. He loves it, but we cannot get him to put his arms down in it. He keeps them up by his head, just like the day he came into this world. Currently he is lying under his little play canopy/map thing and learning that those things attached to his body that we call hands can move the little things that hang down and look at him. He has begun blowing bubbles, which I love. Drool monster that he is...
Now this may be a little different, but our little piglet is on baby food already. We had to start him on cereal, because milk just was not filling him up anymore. 4-6 ozs every 2,3 or 4 hours was just not cutting it. One day I saw him chewing on his tongue so I thought lets try this, and he didn't let a drop of that cereal go. Now he enjoys some banana's, applesauce, and of course the veggies...except the peas. He doesn't like those too much. But it has cut down on the milk consumption to where it is supposed to be. Last time at the Dr's he weighed in at 13 lbs, but I bet he's up to 15 by now.

Next...
Happy late Birthday Ryan. He turned 8 this year, on Oct 26, and really it was all I could do not to be weepy that whole day. I was thinking today that this little one will never know the struggles that me and Ryan went through. He'll never know or hear the words, sorry there is no tv because it broke...because mommy could not come up with the money to pay the cable bill that month...or sorry, mommy didn't have enough money to pay santa this year, so you only got a few things under the tree.
With the holidays coming up on us, I think of Ryans first Christmas and how different it will be from James's. Ryan came at the end of Oct., but we had my baby shower in Nov. because that is when he was supposed to come. I could not afford any Christmas stuff, or presents for him...so I took the things from the baby shower that I could do without and bought a small tree and three things to put under it for him. Later I put the stuff we got from other people and took pictures of the tree so he would think he got more when he was old enough to look at it.
As you or most of you know, I consider Ryan as what saved me. If it wasn't for him being conceived very very unexpectedly, I more than likely would not be here...or anywhere for that matter...right now. To see him now, and the little man he is becoming makes me proud. Yes sometimes he really drives me crazy, being a boy, but he is smart, polite, kind, compassionate, and just a good person and I hope he continues to keep those qualities. He is a bright and wondrous little boy who has dealt with some things that I wish he would not have had to, but I feel that has also added to who he is, what he will become.

Now...
Update on everything else. Things are great...really really great. Now. I've been dealing with bouts of depression...and really was at the end of my rope a few days ago. I went to the OB and when she asked if there was any problems I just blurted out...I cry all the time and I'm sick of it. I am always mad and just cry. She told me that it was my hormones not being leveled out and something about serotonin...and put me on some meds. She then told me it was not my fault. Nor was it my husbands or anyone else's and to remember that. The pharmacy is trying to get the script approved by the insurance so I haven't started it yet...but you know what...just hearing that it is not my fault...that it is somewhat normal...has made me feel like this huge weight on my chest has lifted off...and that is wonderful.

So..
On to some pictures...

I love these two pictures. The one of Ryan and Steve is a play off of one from our wedding and the groomsmen.




Little man sleeping on daddies lap in his boppy.



Just hanging around...




Little man and big bro...



Darth Ryan



Halloweening...



Baby Chewy...



Ryan's Birthday party...the girl is his new little girlfriend..and the only chick at the party that was invited. She had a friend there and we just included her right along with it.



Baby James looking over a shoulder to see the chuck e cheese dancing robot on the stage.



Ryan being...well just Ryan



A little Karate.





That's all for now...

If you know my other blog address...which hasn't been updated in forever...you can check it later for a post about some adult fun that me and Steve had... it was great. I would post it here but its not something I want the world to know... but it was fun, juicy and a little hot. Twinkie hot IYKWIM.