I forgot to clarify something with my last post that I feel needs to be stated.
"I grew up the minority (yes, I am white) in an ALL Mexican/Latino neighborhood in Tucson, Arizona in the 70s. I loved my neighbors, they were all aunts/uncles to me. I would never, ever do anything to hurt ANY of them.
BUT....
They were ALL here 100% LEGALLY. Even those who HAD entered into the country illegally had done what needed to be done to gain their citizenship.
I have nothing against anyone who comes to the US to try to get a better life.
BUT...
when those people who are in this country illegally can get jobs, drivers' licenses and even Social Security benefits while my mother scrapes by on my father's pension and is DENIED Social Security because she MAKES TOO MUCH MONEY! (?) THAT MAKES ME ANGRY.
Okay. I am off the soapbox.
Something needs to be done and we need to VOTE someone in who will do SOMETHING to correct this situation.
Period.
God Bless America
Lots of things make me happy and give me that "sick sense of satisfaction".
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
| Your Brain is Blue |
You tend to be in a meditative state most of the time. You don't try to think away your troubles. Your thoughts are realistic, fresh, and honest. You truly see things as how they are. You tend to spend a lot of time thinking about your friends, your surroundings, and your life. |
Sunday, January 06, 2008

Just a Few Prayers
As we ate dinner that night,
I said a prayer.
As I putting my little one down to sleep,
I said a prayer.
When my daughter left for home,
I said a prayer.
When she called again, lost and alone,
I said a prayer.
When I had to hang up the phone,
I said a prayer.
When I couldn’t find my cross,
I said a prayer.
When we left for the hospital,
I said a prayer.
When the ambulance pulled in,
I said a prayer.
When I saw her lying there,
I said a prayer.
When we heard she was ok,
I thanked God.
6 January 2008
As we ate dinner that night,
I said a prayer.
As I putting my little one down to sleep,
I said a prayer.
When my daughter left for home,
I said a prayer.
When she called again, lost and alone,
I said a prayer.
When I had to hang up the phone,
I said a prayer.
When I couldn’t find my cross,
I said a prayer.
When we left for the hospital,
I said a prayer.
When the ambulance pulled in,
I said a prayer.
When I saw her lying there,
I said a prayer.
When we heard she was ok,
I thanked God.
6 January 2008
Wednesday, January 02, 2008

I love, love, LOVE this picture! This is my lil sis Dani - taken on Thanksgiving as we crashed on the couch and watched the Ghost Hunter marathon. It doesn't take much to make us laff and apparently I was making her laff Big Time. The funny thing is - the flash didn't go off on my camera - making her laff more! and I was able to use the brightness/contrast and this is what I got. I thought it turned out very cool...for an accident.
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