Humor Me.

I need to make a will. These Tornadoes have me freaked.
-Coco Gets Belle.
-Candyce Gets Saleen.
-Mom Gets Daisy.
Just in case.
Shelly Petrie McCarty is NEVER to see Belle. Ever.
Her children, upon leaving the nest, are allowed.
I can't think about this.
Blech. When this is over tomorrow, I'm having a glass of wine.

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Kyler Durden.

Through High School, we were almost inseperable. You were my very best friend. I could talk to you about anything, we laughed about everything, we gossiped about everyone. We spent Halloween together, we went to anti-homecoming together, we spent your birthday together, we drove around aimlessly into the night.
The last time I remember seeing you, you were holed up in your apartment, smoking pot constantly, and hardly ever going to work. That was a few years ago.
I wish we were close enough where I could have saved your life like I did before. I'm sorry we drifted apart. I'll never know if we could have been close again, you stole that from us, and I am somewhat mad about that. I have so many memories, so many things we could have caught up on. I try to think about how much you hurt, and for so long, I try to think that now you no longer have to hurt. You were almost 23. I hope that you really thought through your decision, I hope that this was your last resort. I hope you were not in physical pain when you died, I hope you were not frightened, and did not have second thoughts after it was too late. I hope when you looked back on memories of our friendship, they were fond memories. I will always look back fondly on our friendship. I miss you so much. I mourn alone here for you. Haha, remember when we got "internet married"? Or when we put that huge vagina on Justin's background? I can't put on mascara without thinking of you, remember when I laid it on its side, and you thought it would spill out? I'm going to miss how well you imitated the sound of conan hitting the concrete from that episode of south park, and when you called John McCain "Bananas".

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WORDLESS WEDNESDAY!

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The Individual Rights of Homosexuals.

The purpose of the Bill of Rights was to guarantee the individual rights of citizens under the Constitution. These are listed in the first 10 Amendments to the Constitution. Knowing the tendencies of governments to infringe on the rights of its citizens, many involved in writing the Constitution felt that these rights should be explicitly stated. In this way, the federal government could not arbitrarily abridge them.

The Bill of Rights restricts the powers and authority of the Federal Government and establishes many of the civil and political rights enjoyed in the United States, including the right to due process of law and the freedoms of speech, press, religion, assembly, and petition. 

The Bill of Rights states what the government can and cannot do, and asserts the rights of the people, with which no law or government action should interfere.

Read more: http://wiki.answers.com/Q/What_was_the_purpose_of_the_us_bill_of_rights#ixzz1HSwS5G7Q

President Johnson signs the Civil Rights Act of 1964. The most sweeping civil rights legislation since Reconstruction, the Civil Rights Act prohibits discrimination of all kinds based on race, color, religion, or national origin. The law also provides the federal government with the powers to enforce desegregation.

Read more: Civil Rights Movement Timeline (14th Amendment, 1964 Act, Human Rights Law) — Infoplease.com http://www.infoplease.com/spot/civilrightstimeline1.html#ixzz1HSyxiF8s

 There are people out there who will argue that the security of the country is more important than the individual rights of the people.
in 1964 when the Civil Rights Act was passed, nothing very important was going on. Oh, wait! The Vietnam War! I am sure that during that time, people could argue that the rights of African Americans were less important than other things that the country was dealing with. People probably argued "We need to get the war squared away, and THEN we can worry about the rights of African Americans"
Meanwhile, there were Afr.Am.'s fighting the Vietnam War.

"During the height of the U.S. involvement, 1965-69, blacks, who formed 11 percent of the American population, made up 12.6 percent of the soldiers in Vietnam. The majority of these were in the infantry, and although authorities differ on the figures, the percentage of black combat fatalities in that period was a staggering 14.9 percent, a proportion that subsequently declined. Volunteers and draftees included many frustrated blacks whose impatience with the war and the delays in racial progress in America led to race riots on a number of ships and military bases, beginning in 1968, and the services' response in creating interracial councils and racial sensitivity training. . . ."

Don't you DARE tell me that the rights of homosexuals is NOT the same! It IS! Homosexuals are PEOPLE! YES! Amazing to think of it that way!
I'm sorry, I don't mean to be an ass about the subject, but it has taken THIS long for them to be allowed to be WHO they are! The government has spent AGES giving reasons why Homosexuals should not have rights, or why it is not as important as something else. There are many gays in the military, we don't even know the numbers, but these people, just like heterosexuals have families, or want to have families.
Decide by state? Just like deciding if women should vote, would it be fair to decide by state? What about if Black people can marry White people, should that have been left up to the states? What about women owning land; on their own or if their husbands die?
It is IN FACT exactly the same!
In 1920 when Women received the right to vote, American was post WWI, working on the treaty of Versailles. How long did women rally before they received that right? Did it take so long because America had better things to do?
Do you really have an argument to say that Gay people are less important than Black People, or Women?
"hey who can give up essential liberty to obtain a little temporary safety, deserve neither liberty nor safety." Ben Franklin

Hello, again!

I'm sorry blog, I know it's been a while, but lately I've been so busy.
Things have been going quite well around here, and so I've spent my time enjoying life, and not sitting nose deep in my phone, blogging about how much things need to change.
Right now, everything is pretty good.
Other than insomnia and a splitting headache! Oh, well. I can't even be mad about that.
I get lovin', and often! We walked to the dog park today, and had a great time with Saleen. More updates later. Headache taking over >_<

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Food Inc.

I haven't yet finished it, but something about watching Food Inc. Will seriously make on evaluate their lifestyle.
I mention 'There goes my carnivorous side' on facebook.
That is not exactly the case. Like 'There goes the neighborhood'.
In all seriousness, the story about Kevin made my heart sink to my stomach.
Watch it, really.
You tell yourself "Oh, I don't want to know"
Oh, yes. Yes you do.
Along with telling you what companies do to their animals, and what ends up in your food (by contamination, or prevention thereof), you are shown the light in the darkness.
The boom of organic foods.
Watch this. Especially if you have children.
My estranged MIL is a "Republican". NOT to disrespect the average Republican, my MIL believes that the government should up and disappear. When Michelle Obama was speaking about a healthier America, she was out buying bushels of McDonald's burgers for her weeble-wobble family, and severely diabetic husband. They chain smoke so bad that when you walk in their home, all you see is a cloud. Their youngest son has had coffee in his bottle since before he could walk. Their daughter has a hearing problem, and they refuse to get her help for it because kids will make fun of her. No, they'll make fun of her because she can't speak right, and is always saying "Huh?". They really are the most ignorant people to ever grace the state of Oklahoma. They'd be the first with slaves on their land if we ever went back in time.
Point is, how can you set your children up to be disgusting? To be fat, and not know that there are better choices, just because you don't want a black woman telling YOUR country what to do.
Don't want Africans in your country?
I guess your ancestors should have thought of that before they brought them here.
Anyway, I'm going on a tangent.
If you want to live better, and know what you put in your mouth, watch the documentary.

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Just a tid-bit of This-N-That.

It seems like my life is always full of some drama. I guess everyones is.
I try not to focus on it, but this is where I dump it. Where I put it all to keep it from destroying my life.
Problem is, I can't always be as honest as I want to be.
Mostly because the truth about the way people feel can be hurtful, and that is not who I want to be.
Some things ARE better left unsaid.
And the way I feel about a situation isn't important if it isn't my situation, and it's the way you WANT to live.
These things, I can tell my husband. He listens, and understands.
Somethings, I don't say to my husband. Like stuff on here. Perhaps I say them in a kinder way. But this place is where my anger, and sadness go.
He is where I place the things I cannot put on here.

Moving on.
Tomorrow is going to be hell. It's 0112.
I have a meeting at 1600 with the command team.
Husband needs the vehicle the first half of the day.
BFF has family coming in.
I have to drop Belle off at BFF's house in Jville.
Plus, it's supposed to rain. So Lovesband riding his bike is going to be a pain.
I might not go. I REALLY want to, but seems like a lot to go through for a meeting.

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