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Hitched! [Apr. 8th, 2008|01:10 pm]
[mood |ecstaticecstatic]

Viva Las Vegas! :D
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Why you NEED to caucus tomorrow in Washington. [Feb. 8th, 2008|05:59 pm]
[mood |determineddetermined]

Tomorrow is an important day for Washington and several other states. Tomorrow is the presidential caucus - 1pm sharp.

You may think that taking an hour out of your busy life just isn't possible. But I really truly believe that you can't afford NOT to attend a caucus. If work is an issue, employers are legally required to grant time off for voting and caucusing. You have no excuse not to be there tomorrow!

Those of you that know me well know that I'm politically active, and have been in the past, but this time - it is different! The importance is paramount!

It's no secret that I'm a Barack Obama supporter. I still remember exactly when I decided that he was the one that should be leading us. I was sitting in It's A Beautiful Pizza down on Belmont in Portland, watching the DRC. He came on and delivered that powerful, moving speech, and I am not exaggerating when I tell you that several people in that room had tears in their eyes, myself included. I said out loud "Oh my god, that man needs to be President. What was his name again?"

I watched him grow and be elected to the Illinois Senate. I watched his voting record, and his speeches. From day one he was MY candidate. And throughout the years this feeling has only increased. I wasn't the only one. He was essentially drafted, by all of us. We asked him to serve, and he's heeding the call.

The media is doing a really good job now of mocking the Obama campaign. They love to paint us as a bunch of touchy feely liberals with our heads in the clouds. What they didn't count on was raising 32 million dollars in one month, with zero contributions from lobbyists or special interests. It came from people like you, and me, and my fiance, who contributed to a political campaign for the first time in his life. It came from single moms, who are so concerned about the future that they send off the only spare money they have because they believe in change, and they believe in hope.

The media tells me that because I am white and I am a woman that I am or should be a Hillary Clinton voter. As a feminist and a person I find it extremely offensive that there is an assumption that I should vote for her simply because she's a woman. This is as offensive as a man stating he won't vote for her because she's a woman. If you believe in what Hillary Clinton has to say, male, female, black, white whoever you are then vote for her.

I refuse to believe that simply because of her gender she has earned the White House, and I refuse to believe that because of her gender she will truly provide us the change we desperately need.

Before you case your caucus vote, I'd like to ask you to do a little research. Yes, you can start at Barackobama.com and Hillaryclinton.com, but obviously those sites are political propaganda. Don't stop there. Research voting records. Research where their campaign money comes from. Check out moveon.org and Fact Check. What you find might surprise you.

It might surprise you to see that a lot of Hillary's money comes from lobbyists, and even donations from those in the middle east, from political leaders who try to keep women as second class citizens. Check out where Bill Clinton has been getting donations from over there.

It also might surprise you to learn that Hillary voted to give President Bush carte blanche over the situation in Iraq. In contrast, Barack voted completely against the war from day one. The Clinton campaign tries to twist this, stating that he voted to find the war later. What Barack voted for, after the war had begun, was to better equip the troops that were already over there. Do some research about how they would handle difficult foreign politics. It will shock you how different their strategies are.

Hillary's number one issue is Universal Healthcare. Are you aware that those that would be unable to afford the co-payments for health care and therefore refuse to sign up will be fined? Check out what's happening in Massachusetts for an idea of how this will play out, and how it's harming not only low income people but middle class Americans as well. Barack believes in offering healthcare to everyone, on a sliding scale, believing that if health insurance is in a person's reach, they will choose to purchase it. He believes we are smart enough to make our own choices without being bullied.

Check out the amount of money the Clinton campaign has received from healthcare companies, and then think about how that plays into her Universal Health Care plan.

I could go on all day about the inconsistencies in what Hillary does and says, but ultimately voting is a very personal decision. I sincerely hope that you are concerned enough about our country to make an informed choice. Do it for your kids, or other people's kids, or your grandpa that lives off of social security and can't afford his medicine, or your cousin that is still over in Iraq on his 4th tour and his marriage is falling apart. Do it for the schools, and hospitals, and the economy. Do it because you give a damn.

VOTE FOR CHANGE! This is OUR campaign! OWN IT!

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How much does my life rule right now??? [Jun. 7th, 2007|09:53 pm]
[Current Location |Home, fool!]
[mood |excitedexcited]

1. My relationship just keeps getting better and better... of course, the 1 carat ring on my left hand really helps things HAHAHA

2. I get my Lasik on the 27th - no more glasses! They financed me for $0 down and $0 interest for 18 months - all my rebuilding credit after "the asshole" has finally paid off.

3. The job is going great, and I have a super mellow boss.

4. Dave and I have come up with a new plan for our kid free weekends - we are going to alternate Saturdays and plan date days/nights. I'm excited to see what he comes up with and am already thinking of ideas.

5. School's done with this quarter - I've officially earned enough credits to be a junior and a half at WSU next spring, I just have the 8 elective credits next quarter and I'll have earned an actual AA. I will love that piece of paper!

6. Framed the Van Gogh repro paintings - they make our bedroom look fabulous. Got a new bedspread at Tuesday Morning (aka my new favorite store). The only thing I need to get us now is a cool blue pillow for the bed to pull it all together.

7. Coley loves me again. He's been super lovey, and not just at 4am when I sleep.

8. Did I mention, LASIK SURGERY????? I'm just a wee bit excited.

9. My new hair cut and color kicks ass.
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Woot! [May. 7th, 2006|06:41 pm]
[mood |ecstaticecstatic]
[music |The Cure - Love Will Tear Us Apart]

He totally got a haircut today!!

*happy dance*
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Work excuses! [Mar. 2nd, 2006|02:55 pm]
So I'm looking for a new job. I've been interviewing, and just now another place called and wants to interview me. Of course, present boss has no idea that I'm doing this.

Between actual legitimate excuses(doctor, dentist, flat tire) and real and faked sickness over the past two weeks I am OUT of excuses.

Any ideas as to what to tell the bossman as to why I'm not there? Even though I have several really good prospects I am not comfortable with giving my 2 week notice yet.

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Just realized... [Feb. 28th, 2006|11:17 am]
[mood |pessimisticpessimistic]

a year ago today was the day I took my wedding ring off for final time.

What a difference a year makes. Seems like another lifetime ago, actually.
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I miss Me. [Feb. 7th, 2006|09:33 am]
[mood |disappointeddisappointed]

I've been thinking a lot about what it used to feel like not to be afraid all the time. How it used to feel to not have your heart pound when I take my dog outside to take a pee when it's dark outside, a time in which I didn't check every shadow of every nook and cranny and be wary of every bush or corner, when a stranger could say Hi to me and I would smile and say "Hi" back, not wondering what type of person they were, why they were talking to me, what they wanted - especially if they were male. Back when I saw grey Chevy trucks as just another crappy car on the freeway, and didn't squint ahead, looking for the plate number and it didn't make my heart stop in terror for a moment.

I miss when I could say anything that was on my mind and not worry about how it would come across, when I could express my displeasure or anger and not have to worry about things being thrown across the room from me, when I didn't get a sick feeling whenever I'd walk into the living room and see him on the computer, wondering what he was really up to, knowing it was something he shouldn't be doing by how quickly he closed the window...

I know that I don't have to worry about these things anymore, because he is gone, and it was my strength that made him go away... but I miss being that person...
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So it's been a while. [Jan. 5th, 2006|03:34 pm]
[mood |excitedexcited]

I usually just blog over at myspace now, but I feel like cranking this one up again. The boy doesn't know about this one, so it could come in useful for venting purposes.

So a lot has happened recently. In September I met someone who would completely change my life - Dave. I was actually untangling myself from a entirely mismatched relationship - he was the first person I had slept with since my ex-husband. My rebound man, pretty much helped me get my groove back, and feel desirable again after being torpedoed by my ex's infidelity and abuse. Scott was sweet, he was decent in bed, and he helped me feel desirable again. For that I am grateful.

He was also needy, wanted me to change who I was, and an alcoholic. We had a huge blow up, I ended up getting dumped, he came back grovelling, I told him I was going to break up with him anyway and he pretty much went psychotic on me. The night he happened to go psychotic I was actually talking with Dave on the computer when he came over all nutso, and Dave got me through it... Anyway...

It wasn't all for naught, because through this guy I met a few new friends - who in turn introduced me to Dave. Dave and I were supposed to be "just friends" too, although we were kind of set up, it turns out. His friend, the "other David" I got to know and he kept ragging on us to hang out because we thought we would "get along and have some things in common."

Well, it was pretty much instantaneous that yeah, we did. We met at Coffee People, had a mocha and a two hour conversation. He wore sunglasses the whole time, and I remember feeling weird that I couldn't see his eyes. I felt an instant connection with him, that "kindred spirit" vibe - we finished each other's sentences a couple of times. I remember feeling a little disappointed when he told me about his plans to move to Seattle in a few months, thinking "Damn, timing is off... too bad." It felt like I had known him forever, we "clicked" from the minute I got out of my car and smiled at him.

It really hit me for the first time when it was time to leave. He hugged me, which in itself isn't usually my comfort zone - I will hug my friends on occasion but no one I just met... and when he hugged me I had to get on my tippy toes and I remember smelling his hair for the first time and I got that queasy feeling in my stomach... that first spark of attraction, and I remember thinking "Oh man, I'm so screwed." The moment we touched it was instantaneous chemistry. This had only happened to me once in my life before, and I never got over this guy... he wasn't the one I married.

I got home that night from running errands for my father and he called me to tell me he enjoyed meeting me, and he baked me cookies - when could he see me so he could give them to me?

We saw each other a few days later, at his house. There were our mutual friends there. He asked me to arrive a few minutes before everyone else was scheduled to come over, so we could talk some more. I literally felt sick to my stomach on the car ride over and thought I was going to throw up I was so nervous to see him. This was an entirely new feeling.

I remember when he opened the door, the first time I saw his eyes, I was completely floored. It hit me like a ton of bricks, there was so much in there, they got to the core of me. And I knew he liked me too. I felt it. It was palpable.

He was nervous too, and wouldn't sit next to me on the couch. But his kids came out into the living room, and the little one smiled at me, walked right over and perched herself on my lap with a "Cinderella" book. "Sawa," she asked, "Will you weed Cinderwella to us?" And her brother came and sat on my other knee, and I read them their story. The bond with those kids was instantaneous. It was like I'd been there a hundred times before.

Everyone else came over, and I caught him looking at me, and I was trying not to get caught looking at him...

We were teased by our mutual friends, as it was obvious something was going on. "No, no, neither of us wants a relationship", we protested over and over again - probably trying to convince ourselves this wasn't happening. "We just have a lot in common and like each other's company."

On our third "undate" we went for coffee again - another 2 hour conversation. I had to excuse myself in the middle to go throw up. It was completely ridiculous. Later I found out he did the same thing before undate number four... hahah.

Finally a couple of weeks later we admitted to ourselves and each other that basically we were dating, and he asked me if I would consider just dating him. I agreed of course, and our mutual friends loved to rub it in our faces that they knew before we knew that we belonged together. We officially became exclusive on October 2nd...

So we were the first 30ish couple to decide we were a couple before we ever held hands or kissed. It was about 3 dates as a couple before I got the balls to kiss him - and it was because I lost a bet and promised if I lost I would give him a kiss. And it was completely sweet and pure and earth shattering. It's the first time I fell in love with that big bottom lip of his.

About a week later (and several hundred kisses of innocence later) we lost control and had our first makeout/pawing session. It was the most intense experience of my life with another person that I had ever had before. My thighs were literally on fire and I ached for him like never before.

But we waited.

His divorce wasn't final yet, and he was still struggling with feeling like he was unfaithful, even though they had been apart over a year and it was in the works. I loved him even more, for having morals, and I vowed to respect his decision and not pressure him for sex in any manner.

This worked for about a month...
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YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! [Jun. 1st, 2005|12:51 pm]
[mood |ecstaticecstatic]

JUNE 27th!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The DAY OF MY FREEDOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All the stupid bullshit games he played to delay this as long as possible are OVER. I got my Default Order on the 26th - 30 days from that I file the final judgment and its OVER.





I was so happy I literally SCREAMED in the car when I hung up the phone!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Heheheh

And then I cranked up Bauhaus super loud and sat there, with a huge ass grin on my face...

P.S. I've got a new distraction... his name is Scott...
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Birthdate [Jun. 1st, 2005|10:03 am]
[mood |curiouscurious]

Your Birthdate: September 22

While sometimes employing unorthodox approaches, you are capable of handling large scale undertakings.

You assume great responsibility and work long and hard toward completion.

Often, especially in the early part of life, there is rigidity or stubbornness, and a tendency to repress feelings.

Idealistic, you work for the greater good with a good deal of inner strength and charisma.

An extremely capable organizer, but likely to paint with broad strokes rather than detail.

You are very aware and intuitive.

You are subject to a good deal of nervous tension.

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