I hope that you enjoyed your "cake for breakfast" and your special dinner. You make my heart smile sweet girl. Happy sixth birthday!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Scott Brown Wins!
I am overjoyed! Never in my life has my heart been filled with such pride, enthusiasm and excitement as it was while marking my ballot tonight. Massachusetts voted THE PEOPLE'S seat back. Are you listening Washington?
GO SCOTT GO!
Now I realize that my above entry sounds a bit dramatic, but my heart has been broken twice in some recent local elections, and this one was my third swing. Luckily it was a homerun! This race was nasty! If you do a search on Youtube for Martha Coakley ads, you'd be stunned and embarrassed. Not only were they untrue, they were just plain appalling. But this wasn't just about the ads. Scott Brown is a voice. Our voice. Many of us here in Massachusetts felt hopeless as we watched our country turn in a direction that we strongly opposed. Healthcare here in Massachusetts has become outrageously expensive since the law changed for us in 2006. In fact, Massachusetts has the most expensive family health insurance premiums in the country, according to an analysis that highlights the state’s challenge in trying to curb medical costs after passage of the law that mandated coverage for residents. So we know first hand what this proposed healthcare reform bill would mean. We need health insurance reform not health care reform. We also want our elected officials to stop their entitlement mentality. I mean no disrespect to the president when I say, “Take your Czars and shove it.” And to Congress, “We need you to hear us, so LISTEN. You work for us.”
GO SCOTT GO!
Now I realize that my above entry sounds a bit dramatic, but my heart has been broken twice in some recent local elections, and this one was my third swing. Luckily it was a homerun! This race was nasty! If you do a search on Youtube for Martha Coakley ads, you'd be stunned and embarrassed. Not only were they untrue, they were just plain appalling. But this wasn't just about the ads. Scott Brown is a voice. Our voice. Many of us here in Massachusetts felt hopeless as we watched our country turn in a direction that we strongly opposed. Healthcare here in Massachusetts has become outrageously expensive since the law changed for us in 2006. In fact, Massachusetts has the most expensive family health insurance premiums in the country, according to an analysis that highlights the state’s challenge in trying to curb medical costs after passage of the law that mandated coverage for residents. So we know first hand what this proposed healthcare reform bill would mean. We need health insurance reform not health care reform. We also want our elected officials to stop their entitlement mentality. I mean no disrespect to the president when I say, “Take your Czars and shove it.” And to Congress, “We need you to hear us, so LISTEN. You work for us.”
Friday, January 8, 2010
I Just Threw Up in my Mouth
Nice title huh?
Today my papa (He is my step father, but he is the only real father I've ever known.) was having surgery. Thankfully, my brother offered to spend the day with my mom, and then Neil and I planned on going in later. I begged my mom to call me right after the surgery (Sadly, she has a history of forgetting.) All of us have been on edge this week. Papa is well into his seventies and has a history of heart problems and this is a fairly complicated five hour procedure. I understand this isn’t about me, but I just missed the dang call and she didn't leave a message! If everything was fine wouldn’t she leave a message?!
Most of the blame falls on me. I had the phone in my hand but put it down to answer the door and then Allyson called me from upstairs and that is when (of course) she called. What is really sending me over the edge is that she shut her frickin’ phone off and doesn't know how to get voice mail. So now I am left pacing (and blogging to pass time) and assuming that something went terribly wrong.
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During my rant, the phone rang and it was my mom.
He is out and okay. Unfortunately, they were unsuccessful and need to go back in on Wednesday. Out of respect for my papa I don't want to plaster his medical history here, but I must say, this is extraordinarily disappointing. At least he is all right.
I am going to have to have a cell phone intervention for my mom later, but right now I will resume my Hail Mary's for papa and stop my online temper tantrum. Thank you for reading this (uncharacteristic of me but absolutely needed) rant. And please, if you think of it, say a little prayer for papa. Thanks.
Today my papa (He is my step father, but he is the only real father I've ever known.) was having surgery. Thankfully, my brother offered to spend the day with my mom, and then Neil and I planned on going in later. I begged my mom to call me right after the surgery (Sadly, she has a history of forgetting.) All of us have been on edge this week. Papa is well into his seventies and has a history of heart problems and this is a fairly complicated five hour procedure. I understand this isn’t about me, but I just missed the dang call and she didn't leave a message! If everything was fine wouldn’t she leave a message?!
Most of the blame falls on me. I had the phone in my hand but put it down to answer the door and then Allyson called me from upstairs and that is when (of course) she called. What is really sending me over the edge is that she shut her frickin’ phone off and doesn't know how to get voice mail. So now I am left pacing (and blogging to pass time) and assuming that something went terribly wrong.
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During my rant, the phone rang and it was my mom.
He is out and okay. Unfortunately, they were unsuccessful and need to go back in on Wednesday. Out of respect for my papa I don't want to plaster his medical history here, but I must say, this is extraordinarily disappointing. At least he is all right.
I am going to have to have a cell phone intervention for my mom later, but right now I will resume my Hail Mary's for papa and stop my online temper tantrum. Thank you for reading this (uncharacteristic of me but absolutely needed) rant. And please, if you think of it, say a little prayer for papa. Thanks.
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