Ladies & Gentlemen, I give you, the 2012 Republican Presidential Candidates:
- Michelle Bachmann: "Don’t misunderstand. I am not here bashing people who are homosexuals, who are lesbians, who are bisexual, who are transgender. We need to have profound compassion for people who are dealing with the very real issue of sexual dysfunction in their life and sexual identity disorders.” (2004)
- Ron Paul: "The rate of AIDS infection is on the increase again. From the gay point of view, the reasons seem quite sensible. First, these men don't really see a reason to live past their fifties. They are not married, they have no children, and their lives are centered on new sexual partners... because sex is the center of their lives, they want it to be as pleasurable as possible, which means unprotected sex. Third, they enjoy the attention & pity that comes with being sick." (1995 in a newsletter)
- Rick Perry: "I'm not ashamed to admit that I'm a Christian, but you don't need to be in the pew every Sunday to know there's something wrong in this country when gays can serve openly in the military but our kids can't openly celebrate Christmas or pray in school. " (2011 in a campaign ad)
- Mitt Romney: "I should tell my story. I'm also unemployed." (2011 while speaking to unemployed people in Florida. Romney's net worth is over $200 million.)
- Newt Gingrich: "She's not young enough or pretty enough to be the wife of the President. And besides, she has cancer." (1994, about his first wife)
- Rick Santorum: "Is anyone saying same-sex couples can’t love each other? I love my children. I love my friends, my brother. Heck, I even love my mother-in-law. Should we call these relationships marriage, too?" (2008)
- Michelle Bachmann: "Carbon dioxide is portrayed as harmful. But there isn't even one study that can be produced that shows that carbon dioxide is a harmful gas." (2009 during a debate)
- Mitt Romney: "PETA is not happy that my dog likes fresh air." (2006, when questioned about driving 12 hours with his dog in a cage strapped to the top of his car)
Such a long day…
I haven’t eaten today, I didn’t get enough sleep last night and during my lunch break Nathan and I fought. It was one of those “everything and nothing” kind of fights. I really think we both just have a case of winter blues. It will be nice to get out of town.
On the other hand, it brought to light the fact that I’ve beenr eally neglecting him and our household since I got my job. I really need to be better about that. I guess I’m just a little overwhlemed with my schedule.. but relaly that’s no excuse. I need to stop making excuses and starting making changes.
So here goes. Domestic Barbie acan have it all! he works! She cleans! She doesn’t cook, because she had Chef Ken, but she does the dishes and rubs Ken’s feet! She’s flawlessly beautiful all the time( ok that’s never gonna happen)!
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OH AND BY THE WAY:
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The Lighthouse’s Tale
I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves.
I keep my lamp lit, to warn the sailors on their way.
I’ll tell a story, paint you a picture from my past.
I was so happy, but joy in this life seldom lasts.
I had a keeper, he helped me warn the ships at sea.
We had grown closer, ‘till his joy meant everything to me.
And he was to marry, a girl who shone with beauty and light.
And they loved each other, and with me watched the sunsets into night.
And the waves crashing around me, the sand slips out to sea.
And the winds that blow remind me, of what has been, and what can never be.
She’d had to leave us, my keeper he prayed for a safe return.
But when the night came, the weather to a raging storm had turned.
He watched her ship fight, but in vain against the wild and terrible wave.
In me so helpless, as dashed against the rock she met her end.
Then on the next day, my keeper found her washed up on the SHORE.
He kissed her cold face, that they’d be together soon he’d swore.
I saw him crying, watched as he buried her in the sand.
And then he climbed my tower, and off of the edge of me he ran.
I am a lighthouse, worn by the weather and the waves.
And though I am empty, I still warn the sailors on their way.
One question haunts and hurts; Too much, too much to mention. Was I really seeking good? Or just seeking attention? Is that all good deeds are when looked at with an ice cold eye? If that’s all good deeds are, then maybe that’s the reason why no good deed goes unpunished.
The letters write themselves into words
I am just the ink.
We are an enlightened people
We judge a man
Not on the color of his skin
But on the quality of his suit.
The hat and scarf I made for Anthony, one of my coworkers. Despite the fact that I look terrible in scarves, I think they came out pretty good!
Well…
It looks like I need to really work to lose weight. It’s getting to the point where it’s messing up my marriage, and that’s the most important thing in my life, so I don’t want to screw it up.
I’m going to start counting my calories again, and maybe try walking to/from work. It will be easier once classes are over (this week and next week are all I have left) and I don’t go to work til nooneach day.
I’m also going to try to eat salads and such when I do eat. Maybe yogurt too. And raw carrots cause they make your mouth tired.
I finished all my outstanding commissions last week. Now I have a new commission and another one that I haven’t chosen to take yet. Plus I’m already at least a third of the way through christmas presents.
Pensive on Thanksgiving
It’s been a wonderful day overall. We had our simple small celebration today, just Nathan, his sister Melissa, their mother Arlene and myself. Catching up with Melissa has been wonderful, since for most of the time I’ve known her she’s either been in pain from her back or in a relationship with her now ex. This is the first time I’ve seen her since she gained freedom from both and I have to say she seems so happy, and stands much taller, lol!
As for the meal, Nathan’s family celebrates together on Saturday, so tonight we didn’t go the traditional turkey route. Here’s our menu.
Soup Course: Butternut Squash Soup -basically just pureed roasted butternut squash, chicken stock and cream. So rich and delicious!
Main Entree: Chicken a la Tandoor -Nathan prepared a whole chicken by marinating it overnight in yogurt and indian spices (2 different masalas, curry and cumin). He then spatchcocked it and broiled it, flipping halfway through. It ended up the most delicious level of moist and tender, even the breast meat, since the yogurt acts as a barrier to keep moisture in.
Sides: Melissa’s famous mac n cheese -I got to pitch on this one by shredding cheese (SO MUCH), but let me just say three cheeses, garlic and herbs de provence. Amazing.
Roasted Broccoli -prepared with garlic and olive oil, simply perfect
Green Bean Casserole from scratch - with roasted green beans, then made a beschamel with bacon fat, added a little cheddar cheese, then layered tat gravy like sauce over the beans (we didn’t have mushrooms to make it fully like the original), and at the last moment topped with crumbled bacon, and HOMEMADE FRIED ONIONS. So much better than French’s.
Wine with Dinner: Still Pond Vineyard Crimson Clover grape wine -a delicious honey/ grape wine mixture
Dessert: Bourbon Pecan Pie -Arlene kicked her classic ecipe up a notch by adding some Limited Edition Gold Medal Winning Jack Daniel;s that Nathan’s been saving.
Pumpkin Spice Rum Cake -I took a box of white cake mix and a can of pumpkin puree and combined them with nutmeg, allspice, cinnamon and ginger and a splash of Meyer’s rum to make the batter pourable. Baked all that in a bundt pan, then today we made a glaze out of butter, brown sugar, whipped jack rum, meyer’s rum, orange extract and madagascar vanilla paste.
Wine with Dessert: Ozan Apple dessert wine -need I say more?
I’m sure after Saturday I will be food-ed out until Christmas, but I’m still craving the staples - turkey, stuffing, cranberry sauce.
All day I was fine, until this evening. I guess I’m just seeing little things here and there that make me worry, seeing people on tv that remind me of times I won’t be getting back any time soon. I just want time to go faster so I can feel far enough away from recent memories. So none of it will hurt and I can feel like lessons were learned and I’m better for it.
As if that will happen.
The dessert course is the best part! Bourbon Pecan pie, pumpkin spice rum cake and Ozan apple wine. We bout to get drunk off dessert, y’all.
ARGH
Things that piss me off:
People whose voicemails say “MAYBE I’ll get back to you.” -or- “If we didn’t answer, we probably don’t like you.”
People who elt their child record their voicemail.
Being mistaken for Nathan. I swear, people must assume he and I share a brain or something, because 9 out of 10 times everyone assumes if he’s mad then I must feel the exact same way. without asking me how I think or feel, of course.
Actually, let’s change that last one to People who assume things about me.
I am not a spiteful bitch or a terribel person. I would never kick someone out on the street. In all honesty, I’m not even mad at the person who thinks I am. I even tried to mediate between them, but my simple request of “just apologize to him” fell on deaf ears. It’s really sad because that’s all it would have taken. Instead the wound is just festering, with no one talking and one party assuming the worst.
People who use me as a scapegoat. It’s nto my fault you and your friend can’t be friends anymore. You had the choise between spending time with her and getting shithoused drunk with a bunch of guys (not even me included in that). Yeah, you had to choose between her and the rest of your friends. But that was one night. no one kept you from calling her or hanging out with her every other day afternoon and evening you’ve been here. No one stood in your way and said “NO YOU CAN’T BE FRIENDS ANYMORE, I SAY SO.” In fact, I even encouraged you to call her, and when you flaked on her that night, I said “are you sure she’s ok with this?” You assured me it was fine. Apparnetly it was not fine.
People who slander me on the internet, without using my name. When you lie about me on the internet, you may not use my name. But everyone in your circle knows who you’re talking about and who to blame. Which would be fine, if it were true. But you can’t even stop being dramatic long enough to actually find out if we’re mad or if we want you gone. The answers to those are No, I’m not mad but he is, and we don’t want you gone but this isn’t working out, so you probably would be better off going home or somewhere with better jobs.
People who don’t follow through. It doesn’t matter how many places you apply to, if you don’t call them and find out about your application they’ll just ignore it and pick someone who cared enough to follow up.
Sorry, that went from a humorous list to a scary rant really quickly. But it’s probably for the best since the person in question doesn’t communicate in the real world but does seem to respond to electronic communication. Or not. I’m not sure.
In review: Don’t make assumptions about me, and don’t let your kid do your voicemail. IT’s just wrong.
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