Resolutions

Since February is beginning, I feel the need to restate my New Year's reaolutions. I am going to try and do this every month.
I RESOLVE TO BE LAZIER.
I RESOLVE TO BE DIRTIER.

Our Children

I email all of my address book today the address for http://www.impeachbush.org/. I have never, I mean never really liked the man....I mean anyone who says, "Why is our children not be educated?" does not have enough education to run a huge nation. This last state of the union address has me thinking a lot about him and what can be done. Maybe, probably nothing can be done, but I sure feel better with myself for actually voicing my opinion in hopes that it can make a change. I do not know a lot about politics and have never really been interested, but I am a mother and all of those (an adequate description fails me right now) people who do their job for our country all have or have had a mother at one point. In a sense because of what they are doing and it being for us, we have to be responsible and not let a person who also says "I am the decision maker...", WTF, decide to send thousands and thousands more of our children to a cause that it will not help. Here is a website listing the fatalities since only May of 2003 http://www.antiwar.com/casualties/list.php.
As of today since the war began March 19, 2003, there have been 3084 deaths and the official wounded count is 23,114. It is estimated thought to be much higher a number. The last fatality of an American soldier was killed today. You can look at the list tomorrow to see if there are any then.
We live in a democracy, which in case you all have forgotten means, governed by the people. Please keep that in mind and choose to take some action no matter where you stand on the issue (ok for reals, only if you stand on my side of it, take action, the rest of you sit on your butts, or you could adopt a soldier to make there time over there for you more comfortable).
I am off my soap box now and off to shower. I had the time today surprisingly, but I used it to lay on the couch, read the paper, eat, and watch TV, very, very selfish, I know, but I wanted it, so I had it! Never had much self control and I hope to not really gain much more, I am having way to much fun as it is.

Ventura's Finest

It sure is a good thing that there were two homeless people trying to fix their bike tire in the bank parking lot this morning. Molly, of course, had to pee and since we are still in a critical peeing stage with her we went back into the bank to use the restroom. Bank of America really cares about their clients and does not offer restroom facilities, even for two year olds crying because they have to pee. They did offer up Von's a few blocks away as a facility to use. I am desperate not to set back my angel's progress and make her feel bad about having an accident, so, I not even noticing the police car about 15 feet away with the canine barking in the back, tell Molly she can go in the bushes. I pulled her little jeans down and helped her squat so she would not pee on them, her panties, or her shoes. I was just pulling her pants back up, when I looked over and noticed the police officer. Whoops, a "real" crime of peeing in public was taking place with in feet of the officer, but it is good for me that I avoided a ticket, because of a crime of homelessness was being committed in more plain view! I have escaped the law once again!

New Year's

I have been off of this blog for a long time. I can not even tell you directly what I have been going through. I have done a lot though. My mindset is where it has been for a long time, alone.....
In the beginning of December, my family and I, meaning, Byron, Connor, Molly, my Mom, her husband, my sister, her husband and their four kids went to Park City Utah. The trip did not start out so well because the night before I sat in Juliana's hot tub for ours drinking micro brew beers. It was raining like crazy! Jules and I decided to run to the liqueur store for more beer and hoppedon our bikes. I took my bank card and ID in my pocket. We were so wet when we got home I stripped off my clothes at her house and just jumped in he jacuzzi. At about 4 am, I rolled into my bed and at about 5.30 am, Byron threw me in the shower. We all loaded up and headed to Byron's brother for a ride to the airport. All went ok, I did not throw up or pass out. We arrived at the airport and went to check in..."Can I see you ID?"...Oh shit, my ID was in my pocket of my coat laying on Juliana's bedroom floor in Ventura. Oops, sorry, I do not have one, nor a costco card, bank card, anything with my picture on it, but wait, I have a donor card I wrote my name, maiden name mind you, not the name I bought the tickets under, and my address. OK, mam, we will accept that as ID. Whoa, what about 9/11 and all of the crap, I even made it through special screening with my mouthwash in my purse. I could not have looked any shittier when I checked in than I have ever looked in my life, but I got on and I went to Utah, sans ID of any sort!!! YEAH, that was the best.
I lamented a lot in Utah. You have to go to a liquor store for wine or full strength beer. Very Crappy, next vacation I am not going to a red state. On the other hand, all I had to do to get into bar's without my ID was to pay the person at the door. Do I look that old or are they that depserate?
Great, here and all around me. A huge lack of sleep, for music, dancing, drinking, fires, food and lots of friends, it was the best. I am so happy about how it all went down, too drunk now to type more, the kids are alspee and I am going back next door to hang out by the fire....more later....It seems as if maybe I do not know when, but later.....
Happy New Year!