Very Thankful

Well we all are moved in finally. It is better then i had imagined. I love this house now like one of my own children. I think it is too small, dirty and not on a very "attractive" street. But i don't care! I think it's perfect. I love the kitchen and dining room. I love the yard and the neighborhood. I even love the rooster that lives across the street! I wish my Mom was alive to come and see what I've done with my life, i finally believe in not wanting more, i am finally satisfied. I think i have reached some kind of personal nirvana. I am so excited to grow a tree, watch the neighborhood kids grow, ride our bikes to the elementary school together. The park is 1 block away. We will be a permanent fixture this summer. Mac can go up and down a slide for 5 hours i think.
Tomorrow is my late Grandmothers birthday and Thanksgiving will always remind me of her. We were very close, I spent most of my childhood with her. While my wayward Mom was off having the time of her life. I think about how she would be so happy here. She would of loved it. Big deck. She loved to sun her self. And i am dedicating this Thanksgiving/Housewarming to her. So, here's a toast to you Fritzi. I love you where ever you are.

closer and closer

Well we are getting closer to our dream and i am getting crazier. i am sleep deprived, scattered brained and full of rage for some reason. luckily I'm not taking it out on anyone. just my self. i feel so lost, anxious and scared for my future. my security has never been a question until now. not even after having kids. i have definitely questioned why did i have kids though. now i can't help thinking we are making a huge mistake. i mean we haven't lived in a house for longer then 2 years ever. as a couple. we have moved around so much i have never gotten to see my plants take root. now i will make lush gardens and paint and create. and finally i can be grounded. the only place i have lived longer then 5 years was an apartment. and it was run down, and dirty and just gross most of the time. since my mom never cleaned one day of her life. and i sure wasn't gonna clean. you can just imagine our mess. right? she did wash dishes though, so we always had clean plates to put no food on. luckily i learned to cook. cooking i always liked better then cleaning. in fact I'm just gonna confess right here and now, i, Michelle hate cleaning. our new home will be exciting, until something breaks. we don't have a credit card. i guess we'll get by. pat and i are hard workers. i have gotten along in this world all by myself (practically)for almost 35 years, i guess I'll survive. i have pat. that's all i need. and my darling kids. who will be sleeping in our beds even more after this move I'm sure. but i love waking up snuggled next to my little girl, snoring away. hogging like the whole bed. wouldn't change a thing. except the sleepless nights and anxiety. and it would be nice if Mac was out of diapers, but he's still so young. so i'll wait. i like him little anyways. all round and stinky.

a question for my California neighbors

Proposition 8- California voters pass same-sex marriage ban.
banning gay and lesbian couples from marrying.
CA Prop 2 wins big-State propositions providing better living conditions for farm animals.

This is my question? Do Californians care more about Chickens then humans?

6 Years Sugar or is it Iron or Wood objects

Yummy sugar, today is Pat's and my Anniversary. Yes 6 years ago in the wee hours on a crisp November morning. The 2 of us rode the subway in our best Staten Island thrift store clothes to City Hall and made it official. Afterwards we walked across the Brooklyn bridge then went and got waffles and champagne in a cute French restaurant in the east village with his brother Kris, Maya (Kris's girlfriend) and one of Pats oldest friends Ethan. Who was attending NYU at the time.
So you wonder why City Hall?? I will finally explain, first we didn't want a big wedding. This is the honest truth. also Patrick's family is Mormon and we didn't want to piss anybody off by living together in SIN! Which of course is BS. But i do realize this family would be mine too and i didn't want a rocky start. And the third and best reason of all!!! We were totally spontaneous, never planned it or nothing! It just kind of happened. Thank goodness it has worked out soooo well. He is the perfect person for me and honestly he is my "dream" man. We compliment each other perfectly. Can't wait to be old and cranky with him. Forever and ever.

Campbell Brown And John King Forget About Bush

I was at my friends house watching Obama kiss McCain's ass when i heard this. I kept thinking something's wrong, but these newscasters should know there stuff right? esp on CNN? Right? I'm amazed that these folks get paid to be publicly stupid.


Campbell Brown: For those people who have been worried about the possibility of one party controlling Congress and the White House, the last president to do that, of course, was....?

John King: Ah, that was Bill Clinton, and...
Brown: Jimmy Carter! Jimmy Carter had... Bill Clinton had Democrats in the House and in the Senate?
King: Very briefly.
Brown: Very briefly. [Crinkles her nose] Didn't go so well.
King: No it didn't.
Ahhhh.... yeah.
Folks? The last president to have his party in control of both the White House and both houses of Congress?
Anyone?
Anyone?
Think hard now!
Hint: He's president right fucking now!
How curious that this "worry" that people supposedly have is something that the TV news people think we haven't seen for decades.

Some favorite rhymes

A B C
Big A, little a,
Bouncing B!
The cat’s in the cupboard,
And can’t see me.

BANBURY CROSS
Ride a cock-horse to Banbury Cross,
To see an old lady upon a white horse.
Rings on her fingers, and bells on her toes,
She shall have music wherever she goes.

DANCE TO YOUR DADDY
Dance to your daddy,
My little laddy.
Dance to your daddy,
My little lamb.
You shall have a fishy,
In a little dishy.
You shall have a fishy
When the boat comes in.

HICKORY DICKORY DOCK
Hickory dickory dock
The mouse ran up the clock.
The clock struck one,
The mouse ran down.
Hickory, dickory dock.

JACK BE NIMBLE
Jack be nimble
Jack be quick
Jack jump over the candlestick!

MISS MARY MACK
Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack,
All dressed in black, black, black,
With silver buttons, buttons, buttons,
All down her back, back, back.

She asked her mother, mother, mother,
For 50 cents, cents, cents
To see the elephants, elephants, elephants
Jump over the fence, fence, fence.

They jumped so high, high, high --
They reached the sky, sky, sky,
And didn't come back, back, back
'Til the 4th of July, -ly, -ly!

THE MOON
The Moon is round
As round as can be
With two eyes, a nose,
and a mouth, like me!

RIDE AWAY, RIDE AWAY
Ride away, ride away,
Johnny shall ride,
And he shall have pussy-cat
Tied to one side;
And he shall have little dog
Tied to the other,
And Johnny shall ride
To see his grandmother.

WEE WILLIE WINKIE
Wee Willie Winkie runs through the town,
Upstairs and downstairs, in his nightgown;
Rapping at the window, crying through the lock,
“Are the children in their beds?
For now it’s eight o’clock.”

dia de los muertos

i miss you mom and grandma.

letter to Sarh Palin

I would like to take a moment thank Sarah Palin. I would like to thank her for being a perfect example for my bright and creative 11 year old daughter.
Thank you, Sarah, for helping open a dialog between us to discuss the mockery of pseudo-equality and the men who hide behind a woman, putting her in a leadership role not because she exemplifies the qualities of a leader but because she *is* a woman and their denial of their own misogyny demands they nominate a figurehead with breasts.

Thank you, Sarah, for illustrating so perfectly for my ambitious 5th grader how wrong things go when one participates in spreading ugly rumors and for making my point that what you don't stand up against is just as bad as what you spread yourself.
Thank you, Sarah, for giving my intuitive and perfect girl a glimpse of understanding into how much she could lose if she allows someone else to make her decisions for her - she's already her own advocate for access to sex education, prevention and choice for both herself and for any vicitimized woman/girl who would suffer under your preferred policies on women's reproductive rights, because even a child is horrified at the thought that suffering an attack or abuse could lead to the additional mandatory mental anguish of 9 more months of suffering.
Thank you for being an example of insensitivity in office and inability to empathize with victims of atrocities.

Thank you, Gov. Palin, for being a great example that people in power can make statements opposite of the truth in an effort to put money ahead of global good since she's already understanding that no amount of money made in oil fields can insure the promise of a planet to live on for her future children.

Thank you, Gov. Palin, for being the ideal example of how maliciousness, pettiness, manipulativeness, and viciousness can hide behind an appealing, friendly smile and look and sound a lot like people you can trust.
You've been the best example I could ask for to give her the tools to evaluate the actions of someone and their effects on those around them over how they sound, what they look like, and who their friends are.

As a woman, a mom, a troop leader, a rare disease patient, a volunteer religious educator, a community activist, a believer in humanity, a struggling environmentalist, and most importantly - as a human - I do thank you, but now I want you to go back to AK and stop giving us both nightmares. Please.
-Dawn M., 31, Cedar Park, TX