Do you believe in ghosts?

So here it is, 12am or so and I am home with the 2 kids by myself. I have to pump and so I go downstairs and put the baby monitor on. I thought I heard Emma, so I listened more closely. I hear heavy breathing in the monitor. It's not Emma, the monitor is clear across the room. I get so freaked out I turned the thing off and went into the bedroom to pump there. I didn't do that b4 b/c the breast pump is so loud.

Could it of been white noise?

Hubby and I always joke, that no one knows where the previous owners to this house went. People assumed they moved to Germany. But we still get all thier mail, we even got thier tickets to the world cup last year. We joke that they are buried in the backyard....maybe they are....
Shit, now I am really freaked out.

corporal punishment

Is it okay to spank?

Here is my point,
If we as adults are arrested for assult and battery charges for hitting someone intentionally, even if it is only one time and not an abusive situation...what makes it okay to spank our children?

Recently, with all the changes in our household, I have resorted to spanking my son for doing things to endanger himself, or his sister, and occasionally for not listening (like REALLY not listening) Then I thought to myself, what gives me the right? Just b/c I am his parent isn't an excuse, or is it?

The school bully

Speaking of our younger years. Did your school ever have a school bully, or were you ever bullied by anyone?

I was bullied by one girl imparticular, Angel. She was the devil.

Every year I dreaded going to school b/c every year she would beat me up, and I never fought back. I had a restraining order on her in highschool...it was that bad.


I remembered the one time I said screw it all and actually went to fight her, a teacher intervened and I was suspended from school. It hardly seemed fair. Then she was transferred to another school.

I wish I could go back in time for a rematch. I would kick her ass. I always knew I could kick her ass, but I was too much of a scaredycat.


If my kids are bullied, I am going to teach them to stick up for themselves. And if my kid bullies...I will make them volonteer in an elderly home or something to teach them how to be humble.


The one time I fought a girl I got suspended for 5 days from school. Nevermind she hit me first, she only got 2 days b/c she got beat up really bad. Nevermind I was only defending myself, my mother made me volonteer a couple weekends at a church repainting the children's bookshelves and for the week I was suspended from school I had to volonteer my time to the wildlife sancuary. I had to replant the garden and got scared shitless by a snake crawling across my foot, and to top off my wonderful week sweating my ass of, I got to clean out the Eagle cage. Do you know how much an Eagle shits? Not to mention how hard it is to clean it off a wire cage the size of a garden shed?


It doesn't pay to be a bully, but I am sure not going to let my kid be bullied.... no way.

my 5th grade paper

What do you want to be when you grow up?

My answer... a business tycoon with a corner office in a highrise building located in the heart of Ney York, buying up small business's to eliminate competition for corporate offices.

My teacher wasn't thrilled. My sister wanted to be a lawyer and own a cat named mercedes.

you?

joke for today

While trying to escape through Pakistan, Osama bin Laden found a bottle onthesand and picked it up. Suddenly, a female genie rose from the bottle andwith asmile said, "Master, may I grant you one wish?"Osama responded, "You ignorant, unworthy daughter-of-a-dog! Don't you knowwho Iam? I don't need any common woman giving me anything."The shocked genie said, "Please, I must grant you a wish or I will bereturnedto that bottle forever."Osama thought a moment, then grumbled about the impertinence of the womanandsaid, "Very well, I want to awaken with three American women in my bed inthemorning. So just do it and be off with you."The annoyed genie said, "So be it!" and disappeared.The next morning bin Laden woke up in bed with Lorena Bobbitt, TonyaHarding,and Hillary Clinton at his side.His penis was gone, his knees were broken, and he had no health insurance.

God is Good.

OH YOUR IN DEEP DOO DOO NOW GIRLFRIEND

YOU CAN'T SAY THIS KIND OF SHIT IN AMERICA!!!

Sure it's a free country and everything, but come on now.... this is the unspoken rule. You can't diss black history month and then say you aren't racist. Although I understand how alot of people could feel this way. I am one of the few that don't mind black history month, but I do agree that there should be months dedicated to others such as native americans as she said.

Black history is too scarce and too new to be totally written into the history books.

But Adrianne, you are a public figure sweetie...you are going to be eaten alive.

But hey,since when has Adrianne Curry ever given a shit what people think about her? She is such a stoner.

“MY Boycott against BET and Black History Month
Because of my last blog, and all the wonderful feedback I got..it made me think…
This is gonna be hard guys. I LOVE the comedians on BET. I also LOVE the fact that they play my favorite show of all time, In Living Color. However, I do not believe in seperating ANY RACE in America. WE ARE AMERICANS! How dare we have Black History Month! In my eyes, the Native Americans deserve it MUCH more, seeing how we destroyed their ENTIRE SOCIETY. There are hardly any of them left! They also have been proven to have the WORST living conditions on their reservations. I want AN AMERICAN HISTORY MONTH. One where we learn about EVERY race, ALL OF OUR LEADERS, EVERYONE! I think by having a month dedicated to one race, and not one for any other, is RACIST. Every fund set up to only help people of one race is SICK and RACIST.
Yes, I get it. Black people were slaves here once. You know what? That does suck some major balls, however, it is time to move the fuck on. Do we hear the Jews crying that they were made slaves for thousands of years? Do we hear them whine that they should OWN the pyramids in Egypt because THEY broke their backs making them? Do we hear them bitch and moan about Hitler, etc? (my hubby is a Jew)Nope, we dont. It’s time for us to UNITE AS ONE. I do not think that singling out one race, giving one race opportunities to go to college (I know a TON of poor white.asian, indian, american indian, etc etc that could use that too!), giving one race the EXCUSE to blame things on others for being whatever nationality they are, is a good way at making sure we NEVER kill racism.
I am over this shit. WE ALL CAME FROM ONE BLACK WOMAN FROM AFRICA, THAT is our EVE! It has been proven by science, and I stand by it. If any other race had a chanel dedicated to just them, we would think it was racist. If any other race demanded a month be set aside for ONLY them, they would be considered racist. I am NOT living by this double standard any longer.
Think I am racist? I am not. I know what racism is. I dated a guy named “Justin” in Junior high. Nothing serious, but I really liked him. He was the blackest of black…BEAUTIFUL skin, kinda like Alex Wek’s. He was handsome, and athletic, etc. I was called a nigger lover. But you know what? I was called that by a whole 2 people out of a school with HUNDREDS of students. THAT is why I am NOT buying this racist shit anymore. Let us teach or children that there is NO DIFFERENCE! We are all human. I hope one day aliens land and try to kill us. Maybe THEN we would finally realize that WE are ONE.
So, I will no longer tune into BET. This is going to suck, but I do NOT like the idea of having a chanel for only 1 race. In the year 2007 in a country that is supposed to be the most advanced and equal. This is unexceptable! I will also no longer acknowledge Black History Month. Instead, I will see it the way that Morgan Freeman does (I have the quote at the bottom of my last blog on Obama/jesseJackson, and OJ). AMERICAN HISTORY MONTH! I will read/watch/and learn about ALL the people who made a difference in this country.
I am asking you ALL to join me. Black, White, Indian, Asian, Russian, Australian, etc etc…..lets be AMERICANS together! What happened to the African American community was AMERICAN HISTORY, not BLACK HISTORY. If you want to celebrate in a way that excludes others and singles one race out, count me the FUCK out! I am soooo proud to be an American. I am SO proud that I have friends of every race, and none of us see each other as anything but what we are..people. Lets change Black History Month to 2 months of AMERICAN HISTORY. We will still learn about all the black leaders and people who made a difference….just not with the racist name of “Black History Month”. It has to start somewhere. I am going to do my part in making sure we are all treated EQUAL in a country that CLAIMS we are. NO MORE SPECIAL TREATMENT FOR ANYONE WITH ANYTHING!
It will never happen. At least, that is what many of you will say…FINE! My number one priority here is being able to die and know that I stood up for what I believed in, and that I did not add to the SEPERATION OF AMERICANS!! I love my country, I love the people in it. I love our history, good and bad. We should LEARN from it,not dwell in it and not move forward. That’s why I am done with this shit. You are all my brothers and sisters…..even if I think you suck ; ) As Bono said, “One life, with each other..sisters…brothers!”
now, have fun burning me at the stake ; )”

Hillary Clinton's Health Care Plan, sucks ( poitical post)

Here is the article
Okay, so Hillary Clinton wants to offer health care to everyone. Not only offer it, but it would be mandatory in the US to have healthcare. You could get the healthcare from your employer, or purchase into the discounted health care that the government would offer.

So how would the government make up for the costs of the discounts....?

Here is my idea, Hillary along with the other democrats want to get rid of our child income tax credits, and our childcare credits that families get. So if that is $6000 more a year that working families would have to contribute into the tax system, not only do I get shafted on that aspect. But I also have to pay higher insurance premiums b/c I work. NEWSFLASH, the only reason I am a working mother is b/c my job covers our insurance premiums. If the government is going to offer dirt cheap insurance, whats there stopping me from quitting my job and mooching off the government and other hard working families?

Hillary Clinton...you suck!!!!! Just my opinion!

If I am dead, please make sure I am dead

It was reported in this article today the following:
Carlos Camejo, a Venezuelan man who had been declared dead but woke up in the morgue in excruciating pain after medical examiners began their autopsy, poses for the camera in La Victoria September 17, 2007. Camejo, 33, was declared dead after a highway accident and taken to the morgue, where examiners began an autopsy only to realize something was amiss when he started bleeding. They quickly sought to stitch up the incision on his face. (Reuters)
Apparently when his wife came to id his body, she found him alive in the hallway of the coronors office.

uuummm....first of all, who performs an autopsy on someone's face? 2nd, who performs an autopsy before a wife had id'd the body, and starts with the face? 3rd, how could they not know the dude was still alive?
Would you not just die if this happened to you...pardon the pun.

To all the doctors, nurses, emergency medical staff and coronors of the world.....if you think I am dead...go the extra mile and make sure I am dead, especially if you have to cut me up or oh say...put my body in the ground...or furnace....ouch!

weirdest crush

I am stealing a bit of this post from Nic. She wanted to know if anyone had a crush on their teachers?
I want to know what is the weirdest crush you have had.
Mine, my OBGYN when I was in 17 years old. Geesh was he hot, but man, now that I look back on it, that crush was kind of a creepy & gross one.

Sweet Life, Taken for granted

It was quarter to six this morning when I felt a tapping on my shoulder. "mommy I want cartoons"

"hunny, it's too early for cartoons, we need to go back to sleep, drink some juice"

Then my son threw a tantrum, one of many in the last few weeks. I guess with the lack of sleep I lost it a bit too quick. My son and I preceded to argue for awhile mainly b/c I was too tired to get up yet and his sassyness woke up the baby.

When he finally calmed down, I was stroking his face and playing with his hair and he says "Mommy you can hold me all you want" It's my favorite thing he says to me, he really means 'you can hold me if you want', but I think the mix up of the words makes it all the more cute. So I hold him and continue to play with his hair and stroke his face. For some reason my hand was on his neck and I felt a lump. My heart began to beat as my fingers grazed the area where the lump was and then felt the area on the left side of his neck to find no matching lump.

I became frantic and started crying and called my husband short of breath. A Lump, what kind of lump, I don't know, it could be a cyst, it could be a gland, or it could be much worse, If I go to the doctor will they know what it is, or send me to a specialist, or possibly remove it and then examine it, that is horrible, they can't remove it, my son has been through too much in his young 3 years, it's not fair, oh my God, what if it's cancer, my friends son lost his leg to cancer, they thought it was just a bruise. The doorbell rings, it's my mother in law, come to check on my b/c my husband told her I was hysterical, she feels the lump and says we need to go to the doctor, then suggests I need anti depressants, This is NOT a post pardom episode, do you know how many people I have lost to cancer...

THIS IS NOT HAPPENING

The doctor had a mid afternoon appointment, NO, I need to come in first thing! "Okay Mrs. Li****, Come in at 9:30am. I am on my way I say and hang up, the kids are already dressed and fed. I tell myself to slow down and stop crying while I am driving, I make a few phone calls, one to my mother, but there is nothing she can say to make me any less scared.

The doctor says, "No need to worry Mrs. Li****, It is only a swollen Lymph Node, let me show you where the others are on Tyler so you won't be surprised if you find more one day."

I can finally breath. And to think, I was arguing with him this morning about getting up too early. I could of looked at it like "Great, another hour I get to spend with him today" But I didn't. With the new baby, we have been a bit harder on Tyler and less attentive to what HE wants. Not saying that we are unattentive, but there are more constraints on our time. God I love my children. This is a lesson. Life=too short, Love it, and Love those in yours.

Things they come up with these days

I was looking to buy a baby bath tub b/c for some reason, ours has disappeared into thin air.

What the hell is this?

It's called the Wash Pod.

Shit, why spend $25 bucks on this when you can go and grab your mop bucket. Throw a little Mr. Clean in there and your kid is not only lemony fresh, but cost efficient!

September 11th

So I was sleeping, when my mother in law ran into my room and said that a plane hit one of the twin towers. Immediately I dressed and ran upstairs to watch the news. As we watched in disbelief, we saw what was coming. No, how could it be? Another plane hit the second tower.
We cried, knowing full well we had been attacked. We tried desparately to get in touch with family in New York.
Then the Pentagon was hit. I tried desparately to get in touch with my husband and my best friend Katie that worked there.
Then we heard about the Pennsylvania plane.

I tried to gather my thoughts. As I sat outside I cried. As I watched the jet planes escort planes into DC over-head, I became terrified.
How could this of happened, is not the question that I can ask now. Now I ask, how can we make sure this never happens again.

I think about the people who lost that day. I think about how we have recovered, if we have. I think about what could have been lost, and what was lost and how we are still fighting to regain control. And then I cry. I still cry. It's been awhile, but I still cry.


Here is my post from last September remembering a victim from that day.



Friday, September 01, 2006

Meet David Ralph Leistman
Meet David Ralph Leistmanm age 43. He has a warm and welcoming smile doesn't he. He seems to me that if I were to meet him in person, he would be a nice guy. He was a bond trader that lived in Garden City. David died on September 11th, 2001. I don't know much about him, but I know his name from the 2996 Tribute Blog( http://www.jamulian.com/db911/ ). I learned that he was also a highschool lacrosse coach and a girl named Sarah really misses him cheering her on the side line. She says in a comment, that sometimes, she knows he is still there, cheering her on.David's son, Brian wrote to him on a memorial site:Message: I love you dad you believed in me so much and if you were still here today you would be proud of what I have been able to do with my life.You cared about me so much and always wanted to do everything you could to help with sports as well as everyday life. Every time I step on the football field I think of you and how you would be of me. I will never forget you dad.I can't help but cry when I think of David and the thousands of others that were senselessly murdered on September 11th. I remember everything about that day. My mother in law came into my room screaming. I sat and watched in disbelief that a plane could have hit the trade center, when all of a sudden my disbelief turned to horror when another plane approached and then crashed. I feared for my family members in New York. Then PA and the Pentagon. I remember sitting outside watching planes being escorted into Washington by fighter Jets. I remember Air Force 1 flying the president to saftey. The entire day brings back the bottomless pitt of emotions many of us have tried to push down. As September 11th approaches, I ask you not to push them down, but instead remember and feel. If you have to cry, cry. Remember the victims of 911 and pray for their families left behind, Remember our troops that went to war for our honor and freedom, Remember my brother and his fellow troops who fought in Iraq and those that never made it home. Remember how short our lives can be, and how important our freedom is to this country. Remember how we as a nation were judged by others before we ever judge someone else again. We are One Nation Under God, and Under God United We Stand.Peace to all,

I guess she did it to herself. Two posts in one

Maybe I am one of the last people that feel sorry for her. To me, she looked nervous as hell, but she should of rehersed instead of thinking that she could do it.

I hated Sarah Silverman's jokes after, calling her children beautiful mistakes and saying they had lips like her shaved vagina. Then basically calling Paris Hilton a whore. The crowd was silent. Her jokes were NOT funny.

I actually liked the song Britney 'lip sang'. I think that if she wanted a true comeback, she should of actually sang the song.

Although one mag was calling her a lard ass, I think she looks fabulous after having two children. I could only dream of looking like that right now. Which leads me to post # 2


I actually almost drop kicked my father in law last night. I was talking to my sister in law about joining a gym with her. During the coversation I had mentioned that I tried 'sucking' it in the other night, which is just stupid to do after only 3 weeks after my c-section.
Father in law chimed in, "well that's a hell of a lot to suck in Elnora".
Husband said " I can't stop my wife from what she's gonna do now", I just simply said that it was a mean thing to say.
I don't think that he meant to hurt me, just sometimes he has an 'off' sense of humor. But it was the first time anyone had basically said I was fat before. It hurt really bad. I went upstairs to my sister in laws bathroom and cried. Then that night when going to bed, I turned to hubby and asked him if I really looked that bad. He leaned over and told me not to listen to what his father said.

But it was kind of hard not to...you know.

the pursuit of happiness

I don't know how many of you know I work in the mortgage industry, that is completely tanking at the moment. I am very worried that my job is in jeapardy. So what do I do? Do I stick it out, or make a move within the mortgage industry to ensure my longevity?
Or do I take this time to look into maybe doing something I love.

I have always wanted to be a teacher. So I have begun looking into getting a teaching position in my county. Just looking right now, but boy would that be ideal.

I wonder how many people settle in life for a job they really don't love b/c we have to work to live and then we give up our dreams.

I know that if the teaching thing doesn't work out, I have to stick it out with the mortgage industry b/c it pays the bills.

Good-bye

Luciano Pavarotti died today.
I remember being three years old sitting in front of the television mesmerized by his voice. I have been in love with his voice for as long as I can remember.

I had hoped to see him perform once in this lifetime, but like many others, had to settle for television appearances and cd's.

Goodbye Luciano, the friend I never knew, but had the pleasure of knowing.

Do you believe him?

Former Senator Larry Craig, because he has officially resigned, plead guilty two months ago for solicitation in an airport bathroom of an undercover officer.

Why did it take two months to come to light?
Why did he plead guilty if he didn't do anything wrong?

I don't believe him, personally. What pisses me off is his voting issues on gay rights. He is so far in denial that he has to vote against every gay rights issue there is.

grrr.