Jessrica con Queso

I feel I am opening like a flower. I don't know who's at the center, but she's powerful beyond knowing.

It's not about being a good Mom. It's about being a good ME. My kids need ME. My husband needs ME. My friends need ME.

I have realized that I am always putting on a hat, a job, to avoid the pressure of being judged based on my own traits, but to deflect so that I can be judged on the quality of my work, which I can assure is not lacking.

But who wants a boss, or a coworker, or a subordinate? Nobody. They (you) just want me.

I am worth knowing. I am worth loving. And I am above reproof in that my failings are honest ones, and they are nothing to be afraid of.

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(PS - the original is also way cool.)

I am going to go cast my worthless vote for president.

Nope, I am not in a state where my vote counts, because it's for the "wrong" side. We really should do something about that, you know? We can keep the electoral college, but I'd really prefer that it was representative of our individual votes, not our "nomination" as a state. But oh well! I'll still do it anyways.

And, yes, I realize that my vote counts for local races, which is why I am really out there today.

My vote on a local race was decided by how I was approached by the representatives for each of the candidates. One left a note on my car while I was in church telling me how Jesus was the best leader and that candidate X was going to follow his footsteps. The other (candidate Y) dropped by my house that afternoon and asked me if I needed a ride to the polling place, and left me a number that I can call in case I need that come voting day. Needless to say, Y is getting my vote.

Facebook! ...facebook? ....Facebook. Fa..aa..cebook.

You all wish you had a Fit too. yes you do. Because it's way too much fun. Involves the whole family, and can kinda kick your ass if you let it.

I say "Yay!"

thought of you and Jay when I saw this vid. Thought you'd appreciate the artistry.

http://www.vimeo.com/1109226

Enjoy!

Things I imagine I hear the weather man say: "You see that hook echo there, on the radar? Yes, it's moving NE at 60 mph. Strong rotation has been reported with this storm, located near Corning. Usually we see this sort of a pattern when Satan and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse come riding through. Please, get in your basements."

"This sentence is made of lead (and a sentence of lead gives a reader an entirely different sensation from one made of magnesium). This sentence is made of yak wool. This sentence is made of sunlight and plums. This sentence is made of ice. This sentence is made from the blood of the poet. This sentence was made in Japan. This sentence glows in the dark. This sentence was born with a caul. This sentence has a crush on Norman Mailer. This sentence is a wino and doesn't care who knows it. Like many italic sentences, this one has Mafia connections. This sentence is a double Cancer with a Pisces rising. This sentence lost its mind searching for the perfect paragraph. This sentence refuses to be diagrammed. This sentence ran off with an adverb clause. This sentence is 100 percent organic: it will not retain a facsimile of freshness like thoses sentences of Homer, Shakespeare, Goethe et al., which are loaded with preservatives. This sentence leaks. This sentence doesn't look Jewish... This sentence has accepted Jesus Christ as its personal savior. This sentence once spit in a book reviewer's eye. This sentence can do the funky chicken. This sentence has seen too much and forgotten too little. This sentence is called "Speedoo" but its real name is Mr. Earl. This sentence may be pregnant. This sentence suffered a split infinitive - and survivied. If this sentence has been a snake you'd have bitten it. This sentence went to jail with Clifford Irving. This sentence went to Woodstock. And this little sentence went wee wee wee all the way home. "

I've been enjoying this lately:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nrIpb1JyxSE

I'd embed it, but I don't know how. Sorry!

Enjoy!

Thanks to tapestry01 I was able to find this quote, which is, I think, beautiful in it's ignorance.

"According to God's Word, thorns came after Adam's sin, about six thousand years ago, not millions of years ago. Since we have discovered thorns in the fossil record, along with dinosaurs and other plants and animals, they all must have lived at the same time as humans, after Adam's sin." http://www.flickr.com/photos/scalzi/1969184895/in/set-72157603091357751/

THAT is some logic, people.

And salamanders come from fire too. Because when you burn logs, salamanders come out! So the FIRE created them! Yea!

OMG I am still pregnant.

In the world of children's television, I am sorry, this is more terrifying than Barney.

Though, also, more entertaining from an adult's perspective.

You-tube it.

I'm pregnant. As evidenced by the fact that I woke up at 3:30 am. Laid there for an hour. Still couldn't sleep. Gave up and came downstairs. Feel fine. Like I should "get on with the day." It's 5:00 am! WTF?!??!

Yea, Children's Chapel is so going to rock tomorrow. *rollseyes*

For those who might be interested, and not too far away, you can see me here:

http://www.freewebs.com/chivalricweekend/index.htm

My first big instructing gig, assuming, of course, all goes well with the birth of the boy at the end of this month.

Horay!

Now to get over the nerves.

I went to my first caucus, for Obama. Wahoo!

Our little district went 3 delegates for Hillary and 10 for Obama. I hope the rest of the state goes the same way.

Once again, we're fine here. 30 car pile up on the highway, but we're fine.