Thank you again to those who sent in a comment about my cup towel embroidery. I like to visit this way and I especially like to visit in such a harmless manner about such a harmless pastime. De'on and I have one thing to contribute to all the politicians and to all of the hype that seems to go on right now. That is one vote for one candidate for one office. Thank God she is no Cindy Sheehan. I think that I mouth off enough for everyone to know where I stand at any time on anything. Other than this blog, I keep entirely to myself. If someone reads my opinions, fine. If they disagree, that is also fine. Star power and politicians long ago lost their rosy glow to me. Publicity is the same thing for me and I would like for those who read this to know that De'on is like her mother. She borders on being a recluse. She loves to contribute her skills in writing for her blog. As her mother, I do too. I have always been a writer. I have always been a reader and that will never change. I also love the peace and quiet that comes from these pursuits. When my children were little and fast asleep, I used to set up by myself and sew their clothes and Barbie Doll clothes until the wee hours of the morning. That is the way I am and will always be. De'on enjoys church and a Bible Study group and that about covers it for her. She is a mother who gave birth to two sons and lost both of them when God decided time was up and called them home with him.
I am going to get De'on to take pictures of my cup towels for the ones that enjoy seeing things from the past, from the times when life was slower and a heck of a lot more endurable, but for today, I would like to take this time to express love and admiration to my Sister, who it seems is losing her eyesight completely. I cannot imagine how hard that would be. I have almost all of my hearing gone. Mickey lost his voice to cancer; Bennie nearly lost his life to a heart attack. We endure what we cannot change and rise above it to the best of our ability. She will be no different. She is a survivor and an achiever who will set new goals for herself and achieve them all, I have no doubt. It would be a good time for her and the professor she is married to, to set down in writing what they are facing and how they rise to the occasion and help others to do the same. I promise her that I will never stop praying for her and will never cease loving her with all my heart. I need for her to give me her e-mail so I can communicate with her often. I have a big problem with hearing on the phone with accuracy, and I do want to understand everything she chooses to share. I know that she will set new records of achievement. Linda, I love you.
Now on to the business of blogging. I watched in amazement as Madam Speaker hoofed her way down the halls of Congress. At first I thought she had on gaucho pants, but then saw the flash of thigh. Yes, Nancy Pelosi, your legs are good looking and your figure is good also. Your teeth are perfect and you hold a position of power and you are going to get old, and your stride will slow and your face will slide and who knows about the rest, but your ability to flaunt your sexuality is pretty much over. I don't understand the drive in your life to fame and success. That is your business, but you are running my business when you deal with our troops. Yes, I have but one vote, but I also have a prayer every night for you and those that think like you to be tossed out of office. I cannot for the life of me understand what makes you and Hillary tick. I understand her more than I do you. She has no grandchildren. She has one daughter that is doomed to take some place in the middle of a continual power struggle between two parents that think the only way to count is in the history books. You, however, have been in the lime light forever. On Daddy's knee, on every political committee that you could run to and serve on, you now bring home the pork to your district there in California and make sure the lawyer-businessman you are married to receive the pork gravy. I doubt you ever made a fairy costume for a daughter in your life, for you would not know how to thread a sewing machine, much less anything else domestic like that which smacks of boredom.
Your down time and family time you spend with semi- leaders of other countries, except that they are the leaders who kill our servicemen and women. The top dogs will then entertain you and meanwhile you leave behind your children and grandchildren to look forward to someday seeing pictures of you in a power position. Someday you will have a big funeral with great dignitaries speaking great platitudes which they don't mean in the least. I will have a little family that will do well to fill up folding chairs at a graveside service. There will not be not one dignitary or one politician and absolutely no publicity, or a press agent. They will morn for a time and move on with the lives that are theirs to achieve what they were meant to achieve.
Hillary never will have to give up a great figure for alas, she was not awarded one to begin with. Therefore, she will not have to endure losing what she never had. I doubt very seriously that either one of you are more intelligent than me or others like me who do not try to run the world and become overly-rich. I will have but one thing to attend to and that is this. I will use my one vote to vote against you.
I wish Joe Lieberman was a candidate for President, for then, I would have a little more hope for the party I voted for all my life until George Bush ran. I did not vote as much for him as I did against you and those that betrayed everything that I believed in: a great country that will die fighting for the freedom that others have died for in the past. I will always be for our troops and the victory of our troops and against our enemies, both foreign and domestic. But I do know the one thing that you crave is my vote. Other than that, I am just insignificant, and really, I like it that way. I thank God that you were not able to stop funding our magnificent troops and rest assured that when all is counted in the end, as far as I am concerned, I will have been successful. I will have left behind one set of cup towels to a family whom I love for as long as I can do this, but you know something, that is enough for me and with my very last breath I will SUPPORT THE TROOPS!
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