Mother's Day Disaster

So our mother's day was a disaster. I won't get into the details, but let's just say about half of us got up and left my sister Kim's house early. Dad left so early, his plate still had food on it. It was that bad.

Family fighting. No bueno.

Unfortunately, this one was one straw on the way to the straw that breaks the camel's back. Some of us are getting a little tired of the antics of others. Some of us are seriously considering backing out of the others' lives. Some of us feel like we don't know our own family members anymore. Some of us are pretty sad about it, but are just as mad too....

Lord, help us.

Hope the other Mothers out there had a WAY better Mother's day than we did...

THE Dress...

Note the tissue in her hand... We were all crying. lol

So we FINALLY took Sandy to David's Bridal on Sunday, after so much drama, and we found THE ONE: her wedding dress. As you can see it is lovely. It is Sandy--sweet, unique, different, and elegant.

She had tried this one on first and I knew it was IT; I think we all did. Sandy's face just lit up as soon as she saw it on herself. We all know that you have to try on a few before you decide, so she tried on about three more. For a minute there she was torn between this one and a more princess-y one that every single person in the store thought was beautiful, but I knew that one, although it was gorgeous, was just not Sandy. It was too much dress for her.

Finally, she put her dress back on and the tears started flowing. This was it. This was the one.

I can't wait to see the look on Juan's face when Sandy comes down the aisle looking more beautiful than ever. It's going to be a great and blessed day.

Great! Now I'm tearing up again.... =)

Obama's and the Left's answer to ANY kind of opposition...

HAHAHA!!! Funny, but sad at the same time....

HT: MommyLife.net

Illegal is still Illegal...

Against the law; prohibited; dishonest; criminal.

All definitions of Illegal. That makes Illegal Immigration against the law, prohibitied, dishonest, and criminal. Period.

There is a hot debate right now in light of the passage of legislation in the State of Arizona that gives police officers the duty of checking the documentation of people suspected of being illegal. People are angry that the police are trying to police. Okaaaaayyyy....

They are angry that illegal immigrants are being treated like criminals. Okaaaayyyy.... (Please see above definitions of illegal and tell me that illegal immigrants aren't by definition criminals.)

My father came here illegally from Mexico. He was fortunate enough to get caught up in the wave of amnesty in the 80s and is now legal, but would have been anyway because he married an American. He has worked hard and paid his dues, even learning pretty darn good English--he has assimilated pretty well and rightly so. Despite all of that however, what he did was still wrong. He broke the law. The fact that he is my father, I love him, I probably wouldn't be alive and living in the greatest country on God's green earth if he hadn't come here, etc. doesn't mean that I should by default agree with what he did and support illegal immigrants and what they are doing. I'm sorry.

I feel for them and I understand why they feel they have nowhere else to go sometimes, but that is the responsibility of their home countries and their governments to fix. It's not America's problem. It's not our responsibility.

We have an immigration system for a reason. It's to check and re-check each person coming into this country to make sure they are safe and not a threat to society as a whole, whether through violence or by draining our resources. When people start bypassing that system there is a big chance that awfull, scary, shady people are getting in. Do we really want that?

Yes, of course, the majority of the people coming in are decent, hard-working people just like my Dad, but if even one murder or rapist or TERRORIST gets in undetected, we're all in danger. This is why illegal immigration is Illegal... as in breaking the law. Law is designed to protect us. When we allow people to break the law, we all start becoming increasingly unsafe. I am not trying to live in a country that's any less safe than it needs to be. We already have enough problems with our LEGAL citizens....

So yeah... If you don't agree with this then you might be a little loopy and maybe you don't belong here.

Facebook No-No's

Anyone who has a Facebook account knows that it’s a hotbed for complaining, of which I am probably the most guilty (muahaha). Just today I posted up a comment that implied just how much I hate it when chicks do their makeup while driving. That can be construed as a complaint. I guess we all vent and moan on Facebook. As humans we just like to share in our life experience and relate to each other through our misgivings. It’s just a fact.

Well, that’s all good and well, as long as we are not using all of our Facebook time complaining and being negative. There are a couple of things I have observed, however, that I think are never okay on Facebook and here they are:

1. Facebook is not a forum for you to air your dirty laundry or talk about extremely personal issues. I don’t care if you have a yeast infection. That’s gross. It’s also private and should stay that way. I don’t need to know that you got freaky with some random dude/chick last night whose name you don’t remember today. That is also gross and don’t even get mad at me for judging you because you know that mess is dirty. Lol. (And saying “don’t judge me” in your comment doesn’t exempt you either…. Hahaha!)

2. If you are in a relationship and you are going through a rough patch, don’t start fights and arguments with each other on Facebook for the whole world to see. Again, that is private. You might as well set up a camera in your living room and stream your arguments live. We don’t need to know this stuff, and again, we will judge you… especially if there are kids involved. I know what many are gonna think is "if you are not adult enough to keep your relationship problems between you and your significant other, than you might not be adult enough to be in a relationship, let alone to be raising kids." I’m sorry, but it’s the truth. I know I myself am a pretty open book, but I’m not in a relationship with another person who’s feelings and needs I need to take into account first. It’s about respecting yourself, as well as that other person and their privacy. Plus, you don’t know who is watching. That stuff can seriously put your job and reputation in jeopardy, which I guess also applies to all these points.

3. If you have beef with someone, the first thing you need to do is get it resolved directly with that person and learn to forgive. If you can’t, that’s fine. Then your next step is to walk away, remove them from your friends list, and let it go. Don’t use Facebook to bully that person, insult them, etc. It just makes YOU look like a scumbag… even if they were the one in the wrong. Let God handle them. There is also no need to get all your other Facebook friends to “back you up” by talking crap to and harassing that person also. What is this… the Mafia? It’s supposed to be a social networking site, not a social terrorizing site. Let’s be adults here. I have a teenager, a 10-year-old, and a baby (shout-out to Baby Alex) on my friends list and I never see them behaving so childishly via their Facebook accounts. Sheesh!

(And on a side note: As your friend, what makes me think that if I piss you off for some dumb reason that you won't do the same to me. That's a lot to think about...)

Look, I know I’m not perfect (never have been, NEVER will be) and I have lashed out and said some dumb stuff publicly that I regretted so much… you all know this. =) We are all human and have emotions that can sometimes overtake us, but we really need to try to be better than this, people. We ARE better than this. I know you guys are better than this. Don’t get caught up. We all need a good dose of common sense, myself included most definitely. (We really got to get over ourselves is what it is.)

Please, by all means, call me out when you see me doing some dumb stuff like this. It might not be easy for me to hear (or I guess read), but I’ll know that you really care about me because of your honesty…

The good news is that there is always redemption and forgiveness. Now let’s all join hands and sing Cumbaya…. Love you guys! =)

Socialized Healthcare: A Sign of Things to Come

Tell me this story isn't a sign of things to come.....


This woman was not denied surgery. She was denied the ability to even be on the list for surgery. All because she tried to seek private help because of the horribly long wait lists that come with socialzied medicine. Imagine being in horrid pain and having to wait "in line" for months, even years, before it can be alleviated. Especially when you don't have access to all kinds of medicines that could be helping with th pain because they are too expensive for the government (or the people, really) to afford to dole out.... Sickening. Get ready folks. This is us next.



Read on here: NHS bars woman after she saw private doctor - Times Online

Lord, help us....

Baby epidemic...

Man, people around me are having babies like it's going out of style or something! Right now I know AT LEAST 10 people who are pregnant and another 5 or so who have just had babies. Plus, I follow a blog where that girl also just found out she's prego too.

Sheez!!!! Talk about rubbing it in my face. LOL. Just kidding.

I am so happy for everyone, but I really don't know how I am supposed to afford getting all these people Baby Shower gifts, and I definitely don't know how much time I have available to go see all these kids when they are born. Hahaha.... Yeah right. Who am I kidding? There is always time for the babies. I will just have to pencil each one in. lol

Yikes. It's a baby epidemic!

Spilling Beans, Salsa Dancing, and Sickness

So the day after the whole David's Bridal debacle, Sandy came to Kim's house for breakfast. She told us the whole story about how these would-be robbers were foiled. Apparently, Sandy's co-worker had a gut feeling that something wasn't right and just minutes before these guys tried to commit their robbery she walked over to the door and locked up. So when they decided to come through the front door they couldn't get in. They saw Sandy and her co-worker both on the phone and probably thought they were calling the cops, so they took off.

Thank you, Lord, for keeping my sister safe!!! Hallelujah!

Sandy was shaken up, but thankfully that was all. She was spared the horrifying experience of being held up in a robbery. We know that these guys had guns and have used guns in their past robberies. Yes, past. As in they had already hit many branches of the check-cashing company that Sandy works for. Nice.

Anyway, after telling us her story she then got into how she is ready to get married already. Kim and I looked at each other and with just that look decided to spill the beans. We confessed to Sandy what our plans were for the night before.... before those idiot criminals foiled our plans. Sandy broke down crying. Partly because she didn't get to go to David's Bridal and partly because she was touched at our surprise. Immediately following the tears though was utter excitement.

Wedding plans have officially commenced....

That same night, Kim and I went out Salsa Dancing. What a joke (lol!). We got to Mama Juana's a little late, so the Salsa lessons were wrapping up. That didn't stop the instructor from throwing us in with the rest of the learners. Unfortunately, they were past the basics, so just when we were trying to learn the basic moves, they started throwing in the fancy stuff, including turns. I tried. And then I tried. And then I tried some more. I totally failed though. So after a while I quit. Yeah, I'm a quitter. Oh well. The guy even called me out on it, but I didn't care. When I know I can't do something well, I just don't do it. It's the perfectionist in me. Sorry!

Once the lesson was over, it got really fun. We mostly sat there and watched everyone else dance, but they were so good! That was enough entertainment right there. I felt like I was watching Dirty Dancing. And the Asians!!! My goodness, the Asians were REALLY good. I was shocked. They are not joking when it comes to Salsa Dancing. Hahaha!

They occasionally played some Merengue and Cumbias, so were were able to get out and take turns dancing with Jorge, Kim's friend from work. So we didn't sit on our butts the whole time. Kim and I caught the bug though... we both really want to take some lessons. We're supposed to be "latinas." We have no excuse for not knowing this stuff.... especially since our father is like a world-class dancer. Guess we should have swallowed our embarrassment when we were younger and let our Dad drag us out onto the dance floor more often. Too late now...

By the time Sunday rolled around, I wasn't feeling too hot, but we ended up having a BBQ at the house. It was laid back and fun, but by the end of it, I knew I was full-blown sick. I had a horrible headache and went to bed early. By the next morning it was worse, but I thought I could make it in to work. WRONG.

I was almost to work from the Valley, when I decided it wasn't a good idea. I called work and told them I was sick and wouldn't be in and continued on to my current home in Pomona. I literally got home, kicked off my shoes, and crawled into bed... with my work clothes on and everything. When I woke up a few hours later, Mom was home. We both lounged on the couches the rest of the day (me, mostly sleeping) and she was nice enough to make me some lunch.

I ended up staying home the next day also (yesterday) and finally decided that I NEEDED to come in to work today. I wish I could have stayed home because I'm still not doing too good, but "you gotta do what you gotta do." If I didn't come to work today I wouldn't have enough time on the books to take off the whole week I will need next month to move.

*sigh* Growing up.... Responsibilities.... Life.... No fun sometimes....