<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618</id><updated>2012-02-14T15:05:44.457-06:00</updated><title type='text'>EL</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my life's journal with politics, art and other topics of interest mixed in.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>444</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6984996323495870284</id><published>2012-01-23T13:45:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2012-01-23T14:23:53.170-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Stay At Home Mom</title><content type='html'>I wish I knew what it took to have control over home and raising the little one. Raising the little one actually is going well; I think its just the home that gets out of hand. Maybe blogging isn't the best thing to do when I have this problem, but I've been thinking on this alot.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cleaning is what I have never been good at. My mom has said to my husband that she didn't raise me to be a housewife. Well, I feel kinda cheated now because this does me no good when that is exactly what I am. I am good at work. What I mean is with keeping up with office work with the jobs I've had, I am good at that. I remember being good at it. At one of my jobs I closed all this stuff as a recruiter just before I left... I mean, performance was never a problem. BUT.... This does not help me now. And it isn't like I could just go back to work either. That leaves out the little one. I want to raise her, it just leaves me in a "job" that I am not good at. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This makes me think of when speaking to someone and asking them, "What do you do?" Basic question that you ask someone when you are learning about them. When I got the answer that they were a Stay at Home Mom (before I was one myself), I didn't know what to say next. If you haven't had the experience, there is a real gap in understanding. So you stay at home all the time? At the same time there isn't the same respect for it, which ties me back to what my mom would tell my husband. There are many women who think that way. There is a lack of respect for the position of raising your children and taking care of the home. But believe me, it is as much of a job as if you are working. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was reading an article on putting forward the family over individual. That is something I think is lacking in our society. With this relations between husband and wife are affected and most effected I believe are the children. Women asserting themselves by working outside the home when it is not really essential to do so with kids puts alot of strain on the family. There is the cost of healthcare and there is the major fact that someone else is raising your children. I had bad experience as a child with daycare centers and babysitters. I never want to put my children through this. I want to be there for the little one and I will put myself in the vulnerable position of being at home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So, that is why I can't work. I may be good at it, but I care too much about putting family first. I know many that work out of the home that can't because of lack of family income. I'm not speaking on those women at all. But I do put blame on women in our society that put my generation of women in the position where you require two incomes. Because these women can't make that choice. From women working so much out of the home two incomes slowly becomes a necessity to more and more families.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This does not help me in my original problem I started with. How to be good at being a house wife... Now that I'm in this position, how do I do it? It something I was raised not to respect and never been taught to do. I've been taught to have a maid. Lovely right. Well, I'll see if it gets easier as I see it as my job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6984996323495870284?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6984996323495870284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6984996323495870284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6984996323495870284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6984996323495870284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2012/01/stay-at-home-mom.html' title='Stay At Home Mom'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-1208164301178604828</id><published>2011-09-03T18:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T18:34:58.435-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored</title><content type='html'>Do you remember being bored when you were a kid. Not much of responsibility or much to do in general. It usually came in the summer months, but other than home work and chores what else is there? &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking at this moment I was bored, but really there is still stuff to do. I won't go into extreme detail, but there are things to clean, pay, organize and work to be done at all times. And now my computer is about to die... great. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish I had the freedom you have when you were a child. That is what I feel is gone. Strange you really aren't free because of parent supervision but at the same time you are free to play more than any other time of your life. I think that sometimes when I see my daughter. She has no responsibility right now and is free to play as much as she wants. That is beautiful. Well, I'll post before my computer dies:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-1208164301178604828?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/1208164301178604828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=1208164301178604828' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1208164301178604828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1208164301178604828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/09/bored.html' title='Bored'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-2891747118542754749</id><published>2011-08-27T21:23:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T21:47:19.240-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Medication</title><content type='html'>I feel like I am being used as an experiment with medication no matter the doctor I go to. Doctors like to put me on a variety of medications it seems, all seems worth going along with though. I need some for anxiety/OCD, whatever you want to call it. I need some for my thyroid. I need others for vitamins, because you become easily deficient while breast feeding. I need others to sleep because of the other medications keeping me awake. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;From this I am suppose to be better which part of it is. I find myself wanting to get off medication because of medication working which is a ridiculous idea I know. Something I've told others on psychiatric drugs to just keep going, but none listen. I'm going to keep going myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So why does this matter. Well with all of this I still am not quite right. My OCD is down but anxiety is up... Doesn't make sense to me. I find myself afraid of communicating the slightest things to others close to me. So things play through my head over and over and over... Is that the OCD up again? Maybe. That is the diagnosis right...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So maybe its just the medication not fully working yet and I didn't even realize it because the obsessions changed. Maybe. They just don't change often. They are usually quite consistent. Am I making sense? That is a good question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the medications are there as I am trying to get back a life that I imagine I can have. I imagine complete happiness with what I have which I should. Other than a few snags here and there I have a wonderful family and I take care of a wonderful daughter. Can all of this help me enjoy it a little better and also along the way not drive others close to me crazy? I don't know.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I need sleep. 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Drawing is not easy with a one year old. I had to get an image out of my head. It was of a woman that was painted all in white with black stripes. She has a plain expression on her face. She blankly stares back at everyone with her stripes and shaved head to be seen by everyone, but she doesn't stand proudly. She crouches in holding her knees in close to her. As those usually do if there is a problem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't quite draw that woman,probably because I am on sleep medication and am not quite functioning correctly tonight. I am having some insomnia though. This woman is a representation of OCD for me I believe. I keep seeing her and I made it up in my head, I know. That is how I interpret everything, with these images. They don't always come to paper exactly as I want. But I can create art that makes you wonder. I know that much. From my past fascination with Tarot and anime strangely enough. I revert back to my anime style every once in awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should train my hand and I would be good, but what would be the fun in that:) It is much more fun picking up things as you go and not having the seriousness of other artists. Frankly I don't usually call my art as such with others because it seems almost an insult to think I could. So no problem to me, I let my art stand to the side. It isn't all appropriate for home work anyway. Its mainly the joy in creating it and getting it out of my head. I wish I could think of music like I think of art, but God gives us these gifts. We don't choose them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my eyes are going out on me. Literally going out of focus greatly. So goodnight. Maybe I'll feel better even if the exact image isn't out there.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-1203524781450239068?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/1203524781450239068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=1203524781450239068' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1203524781450239068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1203524781450239068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/07/drawing-ocd-and-images-in-my-head.html' title='Drawing OCD and images in my head'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8345800025031901835</id><published>2011-07-09T17:13:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T19:02:05.256-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Obsessive Compulsive Disorder</title><content type='html'>I read somewhere that stating that you have Obsessive Compulsive Disorder (OCD) is one of the most difficult things to make public; like coming out of closet so to speak. That may not be understood by those who don't have it, but there is such shame that comes with it that it is hard to tell out in the open. I know this because I have it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something that I have denied to myself for years but recently come to grips with it because I really had to. If I didn't then I would have remained trapped in my house with my anxieties. I didn't want that at all. I've been on medication for about a month now and feel better than I have in years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is strange thing to have and very hard to explain. When I first tell people that they usually don't believe me; or maybe that is a fear I have. The reason I have no compulsions that are really noticeable to anyone but my husband, who I have to say is very good about the whole thing. It gets bad enough where I hardly leave my bed from obsessions at times. I don't want to be around people because I'm afraid they will see it; which is ridiculous really. It isn't a very logical mental illness though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could explain it better for those who may come across this. Maybe I will think of something better on this later. I feel better stating this even if it is on a website that I am sure not many read. But hey, I've told so few people this is a start.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8345800025031901835?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8345800025031901835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8345800025031901835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8345800025031901835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8345800025031901835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/07/obsessive-compulsive-disorder.html' title='Obsessive Compulsive Disorder'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8771851276100541490</id><published>2011-05-17T21:44:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T21:47:13.738-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Seby</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TulfB56adQk/TdMyncygYrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/EiBLm8ca4SM/s1600/seby.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TulfB56adQk/TdMyncygYrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/EiBLm8ca4SM/s400/seby.jpeg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607881614330716850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you and I love you, puppy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8771851276100541490?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8771851276100541490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8771851276100541490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8771851276100541490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8771851276100541490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/05/seby.html' title='Seby'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TulfB56adQk/TdMyncygYrI/AAAAAAAAAJA/EiBLm8ca4SM/s72-c/seby.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7490538621106347630</id><published>2011-04-22T11:54:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T11:54:38.354-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Friday</title><content type='html'>My little one is a year old today. I wish it didn't fall on Good Friday, but it was just luck. Today is a day of fasting a contemplation. Today signifies the day that Jesus died for our sins and we wait for his coming. I never have time for reading and study anymore.... I don't quite u derstand the place of mourning of the day. It shouldn't be a day of celebration, but even at that time wouldn't it simply a time of anticipation for those of faith. They knew he was to come again in three days and do as the Lord promised. He also sacrificed himself for us on this day. He gave himself for our sins. So, on Sunday it represents the day he gave us our everlasting life; but Friday is really the beginning of that promise. Maybe I'm missing something. For this day, I decided it was no time to celebrate for my daughter. She is one today, but the focus should be on our Lord. Today he made the ultimate sacrifice, and for that we give our undying love.&lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7490538621106347630?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7490538621106347630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7490538621106347630' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7490538621106347630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7490538621106347630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/04/good-friday.html' title='Good Friday'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-2914133817372932520</id><published>2011-04-20T18:59:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T18:59:06.290-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Xoom</title><content type='html'>I am posting for the first time from my Xoom; my new toy. We were debating for awhile on going with iPad or another tablet, but this won out. I had an Evo previously that was my favorite toy. I loved it much more than my iPhone that I am actually using again regularly. So when it came to android interface compared to apple's, I went with android. I'll have to play with it for awhile to give a better review, but so far I will tell you it is very easy to type on for not having a key board. Very suprising! &lt;br/&gt;  &lt;br/&gt; Well, I am going to play some more.... Bye. &lt;br/&gt; &lt;div style='clear: both; text-align: center; font-size: xx-small;'&gt;Published with Blogger-droid v1.6.8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-2914133817372932520?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/2914133817372932520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=2914133817372932520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2914133817372932520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2914133817372932520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/04/xoom.html' title='Xoom'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5694418854099165881</id><published>2011-04-14T19:39:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-14T20:06:03.341-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Living in NOVA</title><content type='html'>I had never heard of the term "NOVA" till I moved to Northern Virginia. It is one of the many things that I am starting to learn of my new home. I think I've been here for about a month now, and I can say I have a much more positive outlook on the DC metro area than I did of Miami &lt;a href="http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2006/04/how-is-miami.html"&gt;when I moved there&lt;/a&gt;. First of all when I came here I saw snow. I haven't seen snow in so long... It had been when I worked for united back in 2006 right before we were married. In comparison to Texas or anywhere in South Florida, the place is gorgeous. There are hills with little two lane historic roads and trees all around. It can be fun if you have the right car. I was already happy of the thought of moving here because of all the different site seeing opportunities and everything I love as being a history buff. But it is hard to be a tourist in the place you live. Life tends to get in the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is the reality of it all. The traffic sucks! It doesn't matter where you go, you are in traffic. And from reading or hearing from the different reasons for it, it plainly seems to be because different little cities, different states... All cannot agree on the building of roads. Also, they do stupid things like make 66 all carpool during high traffic times to force everyone else onto surface streets! I could go on and on about the traffic. You know what though, it isn't as bad as Miami. Not because the traffic is less... Oh no, traffic is worse here than in Miami from what I see. It is because at least they are not trying to kill you. I don't fear for my life driving here like I do in South Florida. I just feel incredible anger towards the drivers that seem to be in no hurry of getting anywhere that back up traffic for no apparent reason. Its like they are from Texas or something:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else, there is still quite an illegal immigrant problem here as well. It kinda worries me and makes me wonder how the rest of the country is like. I mean, in Miami you see the ultimate outcome of that in the end. No one speaks English there and drive out those who are not of Hispanic culture and don't speak Spanish. The final outcome is a Banana Republic, yeah. It still isn't quite as bad as South Florida. It just makes me wonder about the world my daughter will be living in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, what I have here that I didn't have in South Florida is a young population. Everyone is around my age and has babies. I love the thought of there being alot of others our daughter's age around. In Florida, she was a rarity and that is not good for a child. I heard of my husband's childhood and the way he was treated by an older population. There is a disdain for children. Here they are everywhere. She loves seeing other babies too. That is one reason I really liked moving here and why I am still optimistic. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have so much to learn of there area, so hopefully I can post a different perspective in a few months; if I remember. Till then....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5694418854099165881?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5694418854099165881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5694418854099165881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5694418854099165881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5694418854099165881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/04/living-in-nova.html' title='Living in NOVA'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6670114927238219147</id><published>2011-04-13T20:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-13T20:59:21.002-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another day in April</title><content type='html'>I am drinking hot tea sitting up in bed next to my little sleeping daughter. My stomach is killing me and I am anticipating my husbands arrival home in the middle of the night from travel. I am never sure if I should be writing on the deeper things on life or if people only really care for the simple day to day things. Maybe if I were an expert on any certain subject then deeper writing would be readily acknowledged by other; I am an expert on nothing, but I have an opinion on everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So for the lighter things in life... I am slowly preparing for a first birthday. Because I moved a couple of times recently and am in a new area, the party will only be intimate; but my little one still deserves a celebration all the same. I went to the toy store and got her a little doll house for her age (you know, nothing she can choke on). Then I got her this little activity center that has a tiny slide, baseball and basketball; again appropriate for a one year old. She is a little active thing, so I am sure she will enjoy it all. It is amazing how she has seemed to gained energy in just the past week. Next I have to think of theme... Possibly Easter. I mean it will be celebrated on Easter, so that kinda settles it. I would have been happier with a Sesame Street one though. And how many more birthdays will I have this much control over? I don't think too many of them. I mean she she will be able to speak by the next one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than that we have a business that is in so many ways just about to take off further and I am excited just looking at the possibilities. Not much else to write on that front though; not much I like to give away. I realize now how valuable my knowledge is. Not many have seen multi-million dollar businesses grow from scratch. I hope I am about to see it again. The very first bit you go through can be painful, but this part we are getting to is fun. There is a reason people become entrepreneurs, I think it is the same reason people sky dive or gamble. Except with this there is less risk of bodily harm and better odds than gambling... Dependent on your model.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there is life for right now. I don't think I can type much longer, the sound starts to wake the baby after awhile. Kinda funny, I find it soothing... Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6670114927238219147?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6670114927238219147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6670114927238219147' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6670114927238219147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6670114927238219147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/04/another-day-in-april.html' title='Another day in April'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6857180385096278612</id><published>2011-04-11T18:00:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2011-04-11T18:23:14.424-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Turning 29 this month</title><content type='html'>This month brings so much celebration in a short amount of time. It is my wedding anniversary to start and then my daughter's birthday around Easter and then my birthday ends out the month. So much happens in April that I tend to loose track of my birthday usually. I know last year I had just had my daughter; everyone asked about my birthday, but all I could say is I got my gift. She was who I had waited for years to meet. So I made it by my birthday with little sleep taking care of a newborn and healing from my delivery. The whole period is a bit of a haze. This year I am turning 29. I have moments here and there where I think of it, but again life has a way of distracting you. I have a little girl about to turn 1, a business to attend to and we have just moved across the country to Virginia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there are times when I need to think back a little. I have a realization that I am not old; Art laughs at me saying anything to the contrary just for the fact that he is older than me. It is just kind of a realization that at the same time that you are much more of an adult; at the same time you are not young. Seems silly, it probably will looking back at this. But I look back at my life so far and where I am at isn't that bad. I am in no way feel sad about the future, but more anxious for each of the next steps to happen. The lord has blessed me with a wonderful husband and now a wonderful child that is about to turn one. And she is gorgeous! Everything else can go crazy from time to time, including the emotions, but really what else do you need. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do have to pause for a moment and ask what else I want out of life? With thinking of that the answers come to me; some slowly as I think on it from time to time through the last few weeks. I want to have a large family. I grew up with a large extended family but a small household family. It didn't matter though, the extended family seemed to always be around when I was little. I associate the time I lived near them to be a very happy time in my childhood.  I missed them when we moved further out. I know my daughter will not have a large extended family and so I do want to have a large household. I don't want her to ever feel alone. I know she will always be loved, but I don't know how much other family will optionally be around us. Its plainly just because of where we live like when I moved further out when I was younger. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I want success. Sound strange? As much work as I've put into start ups I don't think that is too much to ask. I've felt like I've spent a good part of my 20s putting my life into different business' and now into my own. So all I want is a little success. I've had my victories, but I haven't made it to the point where I can look and say, "I did it". May be that is a few years off, but it would be a relief. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, from that all else should flow. So that is it for my list a family and success in a business.... whichever it may be:) Still years in the making, but as I said before, I am far from old.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6857180385096278612?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6857180385096278612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6857180385096278612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6857180385096278612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6857180385096278612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/04/turning-29-this-month.html' title='Turning 29 this month'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8637509744481029650</id><published>2011-02-25T16:53:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T17:12:56.157-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Happy Birthday El!</title><content type='html'>Just realized I have a six year old blog. My blog is six years old right before my little one's first birthday! At least a couple of months off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are moving once again. I've been in Texas for a few months and now we go up to the DC area and that is probably where we will stay. It is a little sad to think I probably won't live in Texas again, but it is fine all the same. I wish the last place I stayed wasn't here. I am in a prison town that is usually a place hated by the rest of the world because of being known for holding the death penalty for Texas. Guess where?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'll be moving to a new place in a couple of weeks. Exciting!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8637509744481029650?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8637509744481029650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8637509744481029650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8637509744481029650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8637509744481029650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/02/late-happy-birthday-el.html' title='Late Happy Birthday El!'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7829988545934936413</id><published>2011-02-25T15:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2011-02-25T15:09:19.490-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Developments</title><content type='html'>She could say mama at 8 months. She crawled for the first time Feb 2nd on the hotel bed with her parents by her. Right after she crawled she could stand on her own a few days later for a few seconds. She has been pulling up on furniture...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7829988545934936413?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7829988545934936413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7829988545934936413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7829988545934936413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7829988545934936413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2011/02/new-developments.html' title='New Developments'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6610551621570586297</id><published>2010-11-19T21:00:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-19T21:01:42.459-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Leaving Jupiter</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="/comeon_imnotveryunique/photos/53331956#mssrc=SitesPhotos_PP_ViewPhoto"&gt;&lt;img src="http://hotlink.myspacecdn.com/images01/126/47bbe6dcd0e23b529e8e6f010ecf7fa9/m.jpg" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving away from Florida....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6610551621570586297?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6610551621570586297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6610551621570586297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6610551621570586297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6610551621570586297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/11/leaving-jupiter.html' title='Leaving Jupiter'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6189312506923488039</id><published>2010-11-13T20:05:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2010-11-13T20:07:59.947-06:00</updated><title type='text'>New Development...</title><content type='html'>She had her first tooth come in on Wednesday and we started her on solids as well.... Applesauce.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6189312506923488039?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6189312506923488039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6189312506923488039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6189312506923488039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6189312506923488039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-development.html' title='New Development...'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4404557362419850307</id><published>2010-11-02T15:19:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T15:29:13.968-05:00</updated><title type='text'>One less Republican vote...</title><content type='html'>For no other reason than I forgot to mail in my voter registration card. Ah, I'm moving away from Florida right at election time anyway so it wasn't the most important thing to me at the time. It makes me thing of the ridiculousness of having to register early. Why not just do it online and walk in with your license? I mean there is enough record that I am a US citizen that they could pull up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, there is always next November 2nd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4404557362419850307?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4404557362419850307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4404557362419850307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4404557362419850307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4404557362419850307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/11/one-less-republican-vote.html' title='One less Republican vote...'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-2773751008835487152</id><published>2010-10-27T17:41:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T20:48:34.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Opinion on Woman's Studies</title><content type='html'>Being raised by a feminist I was brought up to believe that men were going to get in my way and to bring me down or belittle me. I was going to have to fight them (men) through my life to be successful in my career and otherwise; and that I should not just try to be equal, but that I was better than them all. I can't start this by saying that I was told that we should be equal, no, the idea of a feminist is that all women ARE better and smarter. This is something that has been instilled on men and women alike in my generation since we are the children of the baby boomers that were "liberated" in the 60s. The generation that has been trying to push ERA and has just the same decided that pregnancy should not be deemed a disability... At least in the US (I bring that one up, because it always baffled me). Last but not least they are also I believe the ones who run NOW, the organization that will willingly degrade any woman that gets in the way of their cause for women rights as they see it. Is there any hostility here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided when I was about 11 or 12 years old that most of what my mother pushed on me from childhood about the strength and superior intelligence of women and that we need no men, was crap. This happened when I was putting together a water bed with my mother... not successfully I might add. The only other person in the house was my father and we were in a rut. I foolishly asked my mother, why not ask dad for help? I had heard the answer that I received more than one time, "we don't need a man to help us". Ah, to me at that point was idiotic. The reason, my mind wasn't going to lets ask any man to help us because our feeble brains can't figure out this bed. No, I was thinking, "God help me I don't want to do this, can I pawn this off on someone else... anyone, wait, Dad is here." Well, I sighed and decided then that everything with this was tied to emotion, not logic. Because logically we needed help and illogically, we could not ask the other person in the house because of his sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seems to be the basis for most things involved in Women's Studies and similarly feminism; it is an antagonistic and illogical battle of women vs. men. You hear it in different areas, for instance with child rearing... "I don't need a man". Well, my dear, statistically I would say you do because the fact you choose not to have the assistance of a man in raising your child means they will probably be in jail rather than being a doctor or a lawyer. My mind is blanking on other such emotional responses, but they are endless. This is reflected in the antagonistic way that Women Studies professors take to class. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all I've been in several and my mother does teach them occasionally as well, with pride I might add. I've heard it being referred to as the Women Studies ghetto by others, and I have repeated this to my mother. By the way, this is where I think women should rightly be pissed and they don't blink at all at this. Example: Are you a successful XYZ PhD and you are a woman, why don't you do women's studies? That is perfect for you, no matter you don't have any study in the area. You will build it up for the rest of your career. So from there you will not see men in women's studies positions, you will only see women who were placed in there solely... BECAUSE OF THEIR SEX! Isn't that what you are trying to get away from? Being placed not because of your study, but because of what you are? So to accept such a position you would have to believe in feminism and the strength of women to forgo other positions to accept such a title. You have to believe you are doing it to help other women in their cause. So from there, what reason is there for men in your class?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had several women studies profs mention how they can't keep men in their class. Several also happened to single out the men in their class on the first day. I've only known one man to actually make it through a class I was in. This guy was also directed by his mother to volunteer at Planned Parenthood after classes... and still was not very vocal (just stating, he was part of the okayed agenda within feminism). Most of these classes are consisted off all women or few men involved. This I think being because of the fact they are meant to be directed in this manner. I know that many professors have told me all the same that they love having men in their... This could be with political theory, women's history, women's studies sociology classes... It doesn't matter. They are all made to be for women by women. This can be said for other similar disciplines that involve classes specific to different races as well. Same model, different subject. And all in all, they are all just there for liberal causes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So as a conservative woman, I have no place in them because I don't accept the premise of how they were started. Maybe I am being unfair. But to me, a class should be open to all and be something that can show different points of view in a positive light.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Women's Studies has an agenda and there are different views and a history to it, but I don't accept the premise of the classes because of the exclusion of men. I believe that we are a family unit and to put us as separate entities as if we are two enemies... It has a negative effect on society. Why do you think there is a problem with men passing in our education system and in growing numbers aren't even going to college? Do you think it MIGHT have something to do with an education system that focuses on girls and not boys? Maybe feminism and as such a result of having women's studies and not men's studies as well. I wouldn't be for a Men's studies anyway, but I think that such area do nothing to better us in society or to get people jobs which was the original purpose of academia... unless I guess you want to be women's studies professor. But as I said, you really don't even to take those classes to get that position....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point. Good Night!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-2773751008835487152?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/2773751008835487152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=2773751008835487152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2773751008835487152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2773751008835487152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/10/opinion-on-womans-studies.html' title='Opinion on Woman&apos;s Studies'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5469058755879062287</id><published>2010-10-13T05:14:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T08:30:44.374-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Couldn't sleep and now its the following day</title><content type='html'>I feel an ache over my body and jolts of energy through my arms as I think of things going on and things to come. Its from uncontrolled emotions. I can't sleep. There are times that I have trouble coping with things and that has definitely been the past few months. I hate to even write it, but it is the truth. I don't wish to cause problems for my little family, but because of my own anxieties and my own inability to perform in different tasks, that is exactly what I have done. So now I look back at the past months and I see nothing but failure. Failure to take care of my business, failure to do what is needed to be sure my baby is developing well and failure in making sure my husband is happy. All of this is because of anxiety. And there were endless attempts to take more and more off my plate, but I seem incapable of doing anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't neglected my child; I know that. But I think she needs more attention from me than what she has been getting. I've read how depression in young mothers does cause speech development problems and other such issues with the child and I do see how that can happen. Though I have to say I am really lucky. I do have an incredibly happy child. I think its because I try to hide how I feel from her and others. You don't want to put that on a baby and I know they can sense you pretty well. So you want her to see you happy and she is happy. You don't want to put it on your husband, he has plenty of problems already. He's made drastic measures to try to make me happy and to relieve me of things from our business. It still hasn't worked. I can still correct things right now, but it shouldn't have gotten to this point. It really shouldn't have. Its not like the first time this has happened where I let things pile up; I leave things bottled up. I keep doing this at different points in my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not sure if this is the best outlet. I write about problems, but not really. Just how I feel, but not specifics. That is all I can do. What else is there to do. I pray things get better for me and my family. There is no stability in anything right now. I pray I can do well with the business this coming month to make up for any shortfall. I pray I can give my child all the attention she needs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5469058755879062287?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5469058755879062287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5469058755879062287' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5469058755879062287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5469058755879062287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/10/couldnt-sleep-and-now-its-following-day.html' title='Couldn&apos;t sleep and now its the following day'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4766213825447829944</id><published>2010-10-03T22:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T22:14:17.223-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isaiah 5:20</title><content type='html'>Woe unto them that call evil good, and good evil; that put darkness for light, and light for darkness; they put bitter for sweet, and sweet for bitter!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4766213825447829944?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4766213825447829944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4766213825447829944' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4766213825447829944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4766213825447829944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/10/isaiah-520.html' title='Isaiah 5:20'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-1117872238367281201</id><published>2010-09-27T21:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:56:30.761-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Further on Development</title><content type='html'>She sat up today from laying down. She woke up upset and went to grab onto me, so I'm not even sure she's aware that she can do it. Now I have her asleep next to me in bed. My only worry I have doing this is that she'll roll off if she wakes up and I don't during the night, but so far she's been pretty safe. I may need side rails....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, I think she is good for the night. She isn't close to the side at all. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-1117872238367281201?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/1117872238367281201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=1117872238367281201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1117872238367281201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1117872238367281201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/09/further-on-development.html' title='Further on Development'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7079892306606537226</id><published>2010-09-07T22:26:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T22:33:51.783-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Development</title><content type='html'>Held head up.... 1 week&lt;br /&gt;Rolled over.... Aug 31st, 4 months&lt;br /&gt;Sat up.... Sept 5th, a few days later&lt;br /&gt;I wrote down first smile, but don't recall date right now. I know it made me cry. Now she smiles and babble like nothing else and is just in the middle of 4th month. She is really wanting to talk and seems like she has a lot to say. At this point she has blue eyes and I wonder if they are staying blue....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7079892306606537226?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7079892306606537226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7079892306606537226' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7079892306606537226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7079892306606537226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/09/development.html' title='Development'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4808778951956961272</id><published>2010-09-03T14:44:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T20:23:16.030-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts at the end of a long day</title><content type='html'>As I watch my daughter rocking in her little rocker I wonder how much time I actually have to write. Our days are consistent mostly of work and baby, but what else would it be at this point. I don't take my child to daycare and I do feel sorry for those who have no choice but to do so. I think that is a major problem in today's society that mothers have to be torn from young children for that much of their day. I decide to work and to take care of my child at the same time, though others think I am crazy to do so. She is still rocking and about to not take anymore at this point. I think she is fighting sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My days are at the same time are about to drive me crazy, and I don't think it is because of my new baby. Now she does play a part in it actually, but I think it is more because I want to spend more time with her than I really can. I want to hold and play with her while I am forced to write emails and answer the phone. I do this from the house or the office where ever I am. I try to breastfeed and to talk to candidates at the same time. I look at her and I feel an ache inside of me every time I feel she is neglected. But, I would feel worse if she was in daycare. I don't believe anyone will care and especially take care of your child as well as you do. I think there is plenty of proof of that in South Florida as there has been more than one case of children left in day care vans. No criminal charges for this by the way. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why am I writing this? I am just frustrated. I am frustrated with my life and how it is going and I projecting on a blog I don't think anyone reads anymore. The company that I've been building for the past few years and is there for the future of my family is about to drive me crazy. I try to ask for help, but no one can do what I do. I told my husband that I couldn't do exactly what I am doing before our child was born... The fact is, no one else can do it. So I must try to raise my baby the best I can while working full time. There is no other choice in the matter. And I'm not putting her in daycare, because that simply is not an option for her or any child I have. So I'm driven thin. Very thin. She is asleep... I knew that would happen. 9pm, a little earlier than usual. I am the worst at keeping my child up late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be fair to my husband, he is thin as well from his own work. So I keep it to myself for the most part. You can only do it for so long though. My company gives me this luxury at the same time. I always to remember that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, time for bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4808778951956961272?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4808778951956961272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4808778951956961272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4808778951956961272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4808778951956961272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/09/thoughts-at-end-of-long-day.html' title='Thoughts at the end of a long day'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-9211068760578944620</id><published>2010-08-26T23:25:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T23:42:30.581-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Continued List</title><content type='html'>What I've missed as I've finally got the little one to sleep:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Breast feeding pilllow, don't remember what its called off hand.&lt;br /&gt;- Rocking chair&lt;br /&gt;- Breast pads and gel pads (I know nothing for formula feeding)&lt;br /&gt;- Cover for feedings where family is around&lt;br /&gt;- Diaper Bag - this can be a large purse too or back pack&lt;br /&gt;- Stroller - try the ones with extra storage space and get the little hook for extra bags&lt;br /&gt;- Rattles and stuffed animals - can't play at first but they love anything bright colored or shiny&lt;br /&gt;- Bath/soap/nail clippers/ thermometer/ brush (if full head of hair like mine)&lt;br /&gt;- Breast feeding bras and tops - comfort is key and they are not always easy to find&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now; but that gives an idea of basics.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-9211068760578944620?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/9211068760578944620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=9211068760578944620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/9211068760578944620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/9211068760578944620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/08/continued-list.html' title='Continued List'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8669104635659368671</id><published>2010-08-26T20:24:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T21:00:28.549-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Things I should have done</title><content type='html'>Since April 22nd I've been a mother. Through the end of my pregnancy and the first my little girl's life, it has been constantly busy. No one will probably forget that I was working on a proposal while in labor and after giving birth naturally I went back to working on it as needed to get it out. I know I did not write on it, but blogging just hasn't seemed as important. Then I've decided to just breastfeed our little girl and no bottles or pacifiers. That leads to sleep, feed, sleep, feed.... And so on and so forth. Then you wake up one day and your little one is three months old and things seem to slow down a bit with her. Since I have a few minutes, I've noticed a real good list online of what is really needed to buy for your coming child. I think it could be because people have their own ideas of how to raise children and one may be horrified of the methods of another. For instance, I think it is good to invest in a pack n play and a king size bed. No reason really for the expensive crib with the decked out room (thought my little girl's room is adorable, she doesn't sleep in it). Here are things that were good to get and things I think I should have bought at first:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Infant car seat - Key Fit 30 was a great investment. Infant car seats are needed. The convertible ones are too big right off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Onesies packs - get a few... if needed. Also understand that if you have alot of friends and family, baby clothes are the easiest things for them to buy you. So you may not need to buy clothes for your baby till they get to year old clothes... Which mine is at 9 month size and 4 months. It comes quicker than you think. Onesies are easiest to deal with as exhausted when your little ones are first born.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. King size bed - Okay I put this so at times when you are absolutely exhausted you want to have an option to have your little one next to you safely. Of course, that means be smart with them. They can't move their head from side to side, no pillows, be careful of where you put them when you are very tired. Probably put them closer to you than your partner. Mothers more instinctively sense where their babies are than fathers do at first. But this sometimes can be very convenient for parents and safer than you would believe as a first time parent. Oh yeah, not too close to the edge... Don't want the little one to fall off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Pack n' play - Get this instead of a bassinet and a crib at first. They outgrow a bassinet in a blink of an eye and the pack n' play works till they are 15 pounds. My little girl just now is 15 pounds at 4 months. We are just about to move the crib to our room :) I can't see having her in a separate room just yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Swaddles - These are good to help little ones sleep till they are about two months old. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Gloves, hats and socks - Ones that match the little onsies more than likely. Gloves because those little nails are bad at scratching up their own face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Cosco/Sams membership - For diapers and wipes! It pays off. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Blankets - thin and thick depending on weather. I use alot of thin ones because of the summer in Florida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Towel and washcloth sets - I would say two of them&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Detergent for babies - and stain release, they are messy little things and have sensitive skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My little girl is yelling at me, so to continue later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8669104635659368671?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8669104635659368671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8669104635659368671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8669104635659368671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8669104635659368671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/08/things-i-should-have-done.html' title='Things I should have done'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7814185941633091410</id><published>2010-01-24T11:23:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-24T13:28:34.031-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom of Speech</title><content type='html'>I've been looking at the recent Supreme Court case with interest for the shear reason that I've seen that there is much opposition to this ruling recently. This case (Citizen's United v. Federal Election) seems to be offending many, mostly on the left who believe that this gives corporations too much power. What I do not see much of is the alternate view which is upheld by the majority of the Supreme Court, that in the other way there was too much power held by the government which the Constitution is instilled to protect us from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Premised on mistrust of governmental power, the First Amendment stands against attempts to disfavor certain subjects or viewpoints or to distinguish among different speakers, which may be a means to control content....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The First Amendment prohibits Congress from fining or jailing citizens, or associations of citizens, for engaging in political speech, but Austin’s antidistortion rationale would permit the Government to ban political speech because the speaker is an association with a corporate form. Political speech is “indispensable to decision making in a democracy, and this is no less true because the speechcomes from a corporation.”&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is directly from the case which you can find in PDF on the Supreme Court website. What is lost in most news is the fact that the Supreme Court is here to uphold the Constitution when times come where the other forms of government fail to do so. Fear of a certain entity such as a corporation does not make it right to silence, there is too much power in that which our country's government is not intended to have. The framers of our constitution did not intend for the government to limit any speech and that has been a great protection that has maintained the integrity of our country and challenges many others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were two dissenting opinions, one was surprisingly Thomas (which I can't completely disagree with his, though I think I would still go with majority) and then there was the other which included Ginsburg, Stevens, Breyer and Sotomayor. The later dissenting opinion seems to be the one which is more popular and the group that finds this very dangerous. Though I find their tactics rather manipulative. From going over it and a couple of other articles it seems that there is a problem with identifying a corporation as a individual and one which must maintain rights. The fact is that you cannot disconnect the human element of a corporation. They are the actions of a group of people or the actions of one through a separate entity. But it is ridiculous to say that they are not the actions of a person or a citizen. They are a makeup of people, no other way to run a corporation. In this case the corporation is a vehicle in which a citizen can use for speech, which is what they are used for in most cases. The corporation cannot take a political opinion on its own, that makes no sense. They typically follow the political opinion of the executives or the board or whatever the makeup of the corporation is made of. The other argument I saw in relation to the first is that there is no guarantee that a corporation will be made entirely of US citizens, now this is true. But what does seem wrong to me is to say we will limit the speech of of US citizens through this avenue because of the possibility there will be some foreign influence. There is still the limitation of freedom of speech included. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The freedom of speech is a sticky subject because not all is liked, but you have to remember that it has been shown to be a slippery slope. This is shown in other countries in the form of "hate speech" laws. The most I have heard of are the laws specific to Canada. The problem with this is that it is not what you would want to be considered good or bad speech, it is what the government considers good or bad speech. With the changes in a democracy what keeps the government from making it illegal for opposition to speak for the sole reason to maintain power. This does no good for anyone. And yes it can get to that point. Many who believe homosexuality is a sin and should not be condoned, and there are others that believe that is hate speech. Then you are saying that the speech of those of certain dominant religious groups is illegal? It is the opinion of those who are in charge in the end, which is what we are trying to keep from happening. One group could use this law very easily to silence another because they simply, "don't like it." In honesty, that is the most I hear from every day people when it comes to this case. They don't trust corporations and their opinions because they believe them to be conservative. To me, there are many liberal and conservative corporations both that will use this to their advantage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end I believe that the Supreme Court decision should be respected. I know McCain was hurt by this because it nullifies laws he had a major part in putting into place. But in the end, Obama out spent him and I believe that his gentlemanly attitudes toward the political process is what cost him the election partially. Obama had an entire channel! How were we really protected or had an equal share of the views of both side? It is not something that works, and I believe that it is up to everyday citizens to decide in the end. If they are too stupid to look past commercials to research what is right and wrong and who to vote for, then that speaks more for the intelligence and education of the American people; not for if certain groups should be allowed to reach to them or not through speech.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7814185941633091410?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7814185941633091410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7814185941633091410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7814185941633091410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7814185941633091410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/01/freedom-of-speech.html' title='Freedom of Speech'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8167826144583753171</id><published>2010-01-13T16:20:00.005-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T19:29:52.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts on becoming a mother</title><content type='html'>So I am noticing women are quite emotional on subjects such as raising their child. I have to admit I have my opinions, but for the most part I haven't developed them for basic things I need to worry about once the child is born. These things come up when you are thinking, "What do I need to buy to prepare for this child?" and "What will my expenses be once she is born?". Well, obvious were crib, bassinet, dresser/changing table, tub and then there are diapers.... That is where I had the toss up. Do I want to use cloth diapers or disposable? Then I came across "Elimination Communication" and this threw in a third option. You can actually just take your baby to the toilet. It does sound kind of time consuming, but it sounds much less disgusting at the same time. So I've looked up this on a few sites and I've noticed that Americans do seem quite hostile to the idea actually and find it to affront to progress... or something like that. I found it quite silly really. It is a potty training method. It works for some and not for others. I think I may give it a shot to see if it will be a little less messy over time and possibly a little more comfortable for the baby. I can imagine sitting in your own excrement could be quite uncomfortable. I haven't had the best response from family members either who say it is not possible. But I'm one that usually that take the words of women close to me very seriously, especially when it brings out an emotional response. So I am wondering how this is going to go from here. Since everyone has very specific ideas on how this should go, what other areas am I going to find conflict? I'm not really sure at this point, I think I'm just going to try to take it as it comes and get the room ready. Though I did have an interesting interaction with a store clerk at a regular baby store locally while looking at car seats. She proceeded with about a ten minute explanation of which car seats would possibly kill my child that were in the store and then reminded me that I should take care of child "because this may be the only one you ever have". Well, I was successfully scared off and I've decided to try avoiding asking most people of their opinions on things. I went there asking if they had a list of what mothers would need to register for as a first time mother, I don't know how it made it to there. But this planning to be a mother is getting interesting. For instance, I have to admit that never before in my life have I been so interested in potty training methods. But I knew things would change.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8167826144583753171?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8167826144583753171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8167826144583753171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8167826144583753171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8167826144583753171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/01/thoughts-on-becoming-mother.html' title='Thoughts on becoming a mother'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-2427299887578151310</id><published>2010-01-03T21:49:00.018-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T19:30:38.416-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Past Year</title><content type='html'>Got this from a neighboring blog. Thought it was good to put to give an idea of what happened last year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What did you do in 2009 that you’d never done before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got pregnant is one. Yeah, another is I played Magic card game for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't make any that I remember. I've never been big on them. My only hope for the next is a healthy child and our business' success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Did anyone close to you give birth?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, but I will be in 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Did anyone close to you die?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, my Uncle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What countries did you visit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None, my mom and my brother do all the travel. Plus I've been pregnant almost half the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What would you like to have in 2010 that you lacked in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Success really and less stress. So far the year is starting off quite well. Last year I remember being kind of a down turn with my last job I held. It was only a few months later that it ended. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What dates from 2009 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure, I had a few memorable things happen. My position ended with one company and I went head on with my own in April. I found out I was pregnant in August I believe, though I don't remember exactly when. My uncle past away around October, and I couldn't got to the funeral because of my condition. Those are the things I remember off hand. Most else runs together.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What was your biggest achievement of the year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just getting pregnant. I thought I wasn't going to ever have a child. I had just started looking at adoption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. What was your biggest failure?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good thing about having your own business is you have control and there is no one to hold you back, but the bad thing is if anything goes wrong there is no one to blame but yourself... It can be painful sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Did you suffer illness or injury?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did end up in the emergency room loosing all fluid in my body from both ends. An experience I would never want to repeat, but strangely enough helped in me getting pregnant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What was the best thing you bought?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm... Probably my chairs in the dinning area. Yeah, no major purchases this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Whose behavior merited celebration?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know... No behavior to celebrate I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are many, I've figured out I just really don't like many people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Where did most of your money go?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself that all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. What did you get really, really, really excited about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having a baby. That is the primary highlight of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What song will always remind you of 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strangely enough probably Travelin' Soldier by the Dixie Chicks... just because of a trip I did to North Carolina. Heard it for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Compared to this time last year, are you:a) happier or sadder? b) thinner or fatter? c) richer or poorer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happier, pregnant (so rounder since I'm at the end of my second trimester) and poorer... I was at my wealthiest actually this time last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. What do you wish you’d done more of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stuff with the business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What do you wish you’d done less of?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably watching TV.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How will you be spending Christmas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent it with family in South Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Did you fall in love in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I've been in love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. How many one-night stands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None, married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What was your favorite TV program?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big Bang Theory or Mad Men, not sure which wins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. Do you hate anyone now that you didn’t hate this time last year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, its really about the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. What was the best book you read?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have one. It is probably the one year in awhile that I didn't make it through a book. Had to read lengthy documents for work and that's probably why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. What was your greatest musical discovery?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not sure if I had one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What did you want and get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pregnant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What did you want and not get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my business to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What was your favorite film of this year?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hangover... that was funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I turned 27... I'm not sure what I did. My position had just ended the previous month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know, having a vacation at some point. We didn't have one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2009?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My usual, I think it'd probably be basic yuppy in her 20s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. What kept you sane?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My husband and faith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;None I really fancied as in thinking they are attractive. I've been too turned off by most celebrities. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What political issue stirred you the most?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably Obama with Afghanistan; it had the most effect on me. From seeing people again speaking of withdrawal really does make me think that the biggest mistake with the recent wars are not having enough get involved. Popular culture even demonises those who help with the military for a living as well.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Who did you miss?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure. I've missed many in my "past life" as I would call it, but only at moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Who was the best new person you met?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone at my last job and worked with. He's a hard worker, which I find more and more is hard to come by. I respect those I come across that are. There really aren't many I've met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That running a business on your own is difficult, but definitely a learning experience. Also, only God truly has control of growing your family; every child basically comes at its own time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Quote a song lyric that sums up your year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, don't think I have one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-2427299887578151310?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/2427299887578151310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=2427299887578151310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2427299887578151310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2427299887578151310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/01/past-year.html' title='The Past Year'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-2378842277264491761</id><published>2010-01-01T21:38:00.013-06:00</published><updated>2010-01-01T23:07:09.488-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>I've been quite surprised at the reaction to 2009, the end of the decade that I still really don't know what to call. I've seen much criticism of the year for its down turn and thus the entire decade along with it. It is almost like everyone in popular culture who speaks of this decade is caught in a depression. People in depression tend to project their depression on everything, because they feel bad at the moment then everything bad and nothing has ever been good. Otherwise how could you see an actually quite prosperous decade one of the worst since WWII (I believe that was from TIME). And it seems everything in popular culture is a parrot of each other. Are there ever such things as deferring points of view anymore? If nothing else, that definitely seems to be something that helps depict 2009 which I hope doesn't carry over to the next decade. I don't know what it is about popular culture today (I would say Americans, but I think it carries throughout most of western civilization) but there seems to be lack of historical knowledge or lack of basic skills of critical thinking. Maybe I'm being harsh, but it is quite disappointing when there are major occurrence throughout the world and enough in our country and everything is about Tiger Woods or now Charlie Sheen. Everything appears to be a "consensus" that is not one, and there is only review of one side of the story. But I am getting off base...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last year was not the best for the nation I believe. There was hope for our president that I say has been quite disappointing. I can tell you that I had a job that was cut earlier in the year directly related to the president's choices (yes, and its easy to make the correlation). I know many others have felt the pains and there has been little action to make things better from the government through the year. It is a shame that there was a bad year ending such a decade, but it all relates. We were on top of the world in the decade. Think of the real estate boom. It was something everyone could make money off of. All you have to do is hold a house for a short time and boom it was twice its worth. You look and everyone in middle class has to have the right counter tops and wood floors. And in the areas in which it was strongest there was a belief that it would never end. There was also the boom of technology and social networking. Was there even a myspace in 2000? I actually don't know. I believe I still had a dial up at home and a separate CD burner. With this boom the CD has practically become obsolete for music and music stores have almost died along with it. Not to mention the changes with everything after 9/11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The end of the decade to me seemed to be just showing that everything good inevitably will not last. The US believed they could ride a bubble forever and it had to burst. But truthfully the bad feelings shown in popular culture really shows just how good of a decade we've had! People aren't starving. We don't have lines of people at soup kitchens or any of the poverty that you see elsewhere in the country. The complaints are that some people need assistance from family more as there are multiple generations under one roof. There are complaints of people who took a gamble on their house happened to loose. Some started letting their house go into foreclosure just because they didn't feel like paying over the house's worth.... Not because they can't afford to pay it. But in the end, how is it really that bad? I saw complaints about losses in the wars. The thing is other than military families there was no draft or direct effect on most of the population, just the ones that are directly involved with the military. So I have to ask, where is the horrible? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For myself, I finally got my wish. I'm having a baby. The best way to start a new decade. Last decade I met my husband and we've started our lives together in Florida. We end the decade quite well and we start the new one incredibly hopeful. All in all, what I meant to get through is that we have it pretty good. It is bad to waste these times in depression of what goes wrong. I even saying that completely believing that politically our country has horrible leadership, but I do believe things will get better. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy New Year everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-2378842277264491761?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/2378842277264491761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=2378842277264491761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2378842277264491761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2378842277264491761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2010/01/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8535936615449876858</id><published>2009-12-26T20:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T20:16:23.085-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Late Christmas photo this year...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SzbDVgRypGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BbYIG9JXDEk/s1600-h/Christmas+Photo+2009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SzbDVgRypGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BbYIG9JXDEk/s400/Christmas+Photo+2009.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419733975796196450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8535936615449876858?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8535936615449876858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8535936615449876858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8535936615449876858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8535936615449876858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/12/late-christmas-photo-this-year.html' title='Late Christmas photo this year...'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SzbDVgRypGI/AAAAAAAAAIk/BbYIG9JXDEk/s72-c/Christmas+Photo+2009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8469379313604371906</id><published>2009-12-25T09:20:00.010-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T22:15:23.202-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas to everyone or anyone who may possibly come by! I was thinking this morning of traditions that I had since childhood and how to keep them for our future child. What do we keep for our child from my husband and I. Maybe its a little premature; I am a year in advance, but it is fun. The basics are rather simple, both of us are from Catholic families who celebrate traditions as many American Catholic families... but its the simple things. My husband's family opens gifts on Christmas Eve and my family on Christmas morning. Then I notice our own families do not celebrate as before. It could be partially because of lack of young children. Many of the things you do for this holiday is for enjoyment of children. This generation just isn't producing the same, and when they do they tend to have broken families. These situations always make holidays awkward. I would be lying if I said it didn't bother me. I want my kids to have wonderful Christmas' like the ones I remember growing up. But I grew up in a small community that was practically all Christian. Everyone decorated and everything on the TV and radio after Thanksgiving was all about Christmas. All my relatives were married with two or three kids and I had three cousins that were born within months of myself. We spent time with both grandparents who lived in the same town and sometimes relatives from out of town would stop by as well. We would go to midnight mass and mass on Sunday morning after opening all the Christmas presents. Everything was closed and deserted, so you had nothing to do but stay home and play with your new gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my parents only had me and my brother, and I am the only one that seems to even have a possibility for children... We are about to give up on him even getting married. My husband's family is bigger. His older sister has two children, but is divorced and brings over the boyfriend's family every other year. The other has a boyfriend that lives in the house with her parents. He also has a child that lives mostly with the mother, but one that he had out of wedlock in high school. So it never leads to what I think is a normal Christmas. It is always great though when everyone is around opening gifts, but I think more and more that Christmas may be something for our immediate family to spend together every year. This year we ended up waiting till past ten to open gifts when the children finally made it over after eating at the boyfriend's house. I think the other child is coming over some time this morning to open gifts with his father after spending time with his mother. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know the only thing you can do is try to instill tradition as much as you can when they are young so they celebrate and follow their faith as they get older. I just dread being in the situation of having to say everyone else is wrong, but at the same time I have no problem in doing so. I am not one to believe in political correctness or I wouldn't post such a thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas everyone, and I hope you enjoy the new year as well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8469379313604371906?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8469379313604371906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8469379313604371906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8469379313604371906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8469379313604371906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4541837527207315697</id><published>2009-12-16T15:32:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T16:09:25.167-06:00</updated><title type='text'>20 weeks and our recent move</title><content type='html'>No one really says it, but it is strange and somewhat alien having something inside of you poking outward against your belly when you have your hand over your stomach. Normally it isn't something that you expect to happen and probably would find creepy, but when pregnant it is expected to grow stronger and people are happy to feel it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now completely in the middle of my pregnancy, week 20. Its a point that I thought would be a long ways off from the first, but it really sneaks up on you. Makes me think the rest will probably do the same. That would be fine with me, as long as the baby comes when it is ready and doesn't decide to come a month or two early. That is something I would fear. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done my best through the first part to avoid stress and not strain myself. Not actively working all the time definitely helps, but the move did put a little strain. It was well worth it though, now I have a baby's room and a house big enough for my growing family. Of course we did a typical move in my family of having family members come in from out of town and all help at once. It can be frustrating at times, but for the most part it was great. We got into our house in a couple of days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our old house was a disaster from the beginning. Something you truly just dread coming home to. No decent hot water heater, oh yeah, it also leaked all over after we first moved in and rotted the back door and left water damage in the house. The replacement was too small for the house, so it was power showers for three years or you are taking a cold shower. Forget about baths, the plumbing in the bathroom was a constant disaster. The plumbing between the tub and the toilet was so that when the pipe clogged up with the toilet it went up in the tub.... Yes, disgusting. Then for the first two years after it went up in the tub it would go back down and then out the bottom of the toilet to where it flooded part of the house. I mean down the hall to the bedrooms, part of the living room and to the kitchen. After about the sixth time of this we threatened to leave, yes we were renting because we moved to South Florida in 2006 (don't believe the news, only idiots or gamblers bought at that point down here). That is when the toilet was replaced and they found part of a snake (the type used to clear plumbing) in the base of the toilet... or the top of the pipe. So after that, at least the house didn't flood again, but the plumbing still backed up in the tub... till the week before we left. The pipes had to be snaked every week to every other week and after awhile, its pointless calling the landlord. So my lovely husband dealt with it... and I won't give details, but there are possible ways of permanently fixing it. We were just told that it would not be done. Oh, and those are just the plumbing problems with the house.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here we are in a house bigger than the one we had in Texas (much bigger than the disaster above and cheaper) and we are excited every time we can take long showers or hot baths. So the baby's room is a perk, but what is great is a sense of normalcy that has been lacking for so long. That is one stage of my life that will not be forgotten, no, my husband will probably remind me of it from time to time for the rest of our lives. He's just like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have spent my day in bed. That is something not usually done, but I am on my second round of antibiotics from an infection that I guess just decided not to go away. I figure laying low couldn't hurt. Though I think I won't repeat it tomorrow. I get bored so easily. I mean I'm writing here, how bored could I be? Ha! I'll write again soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4541837527207315697?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4541837527207315697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4541837527207315697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4541837527207315697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4541837527207315697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/12/20-weeks-and-our-recent-move.html' title='20 weeks and our recent move'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8897758768464518451</id><published>2009-11-19T19:21:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T19:32:14.774-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dreams of Children</title><content type='html'>I've been having the craziest dreams since I was little since being pregnant. Recently they've been more focused on the coming baby, which I don't mind. I dreamed that I was at the ultrasound and shouted out that it was a boy before the doctor could say anything. Then I dreamed of breast feeding. I've also had the nightmares that I know really have no place, but they are a reflection of inadequate sleep. I've done little to interpret dreams recently. Just seems to be a waste of time. Its just strange that the first time I've dreamed of having children. I've dreamed in one having a girl and boy close in age and being with them at Christmas. They seemed still not more than elementary school age. The little girl with tight curls, which is very possible with my husband's genes. And the little boy kind of reminded me of my brother when he was little. It is strange thinking that this is my last holiday season where I will not be a mother. My parents want me to travel, but part of me just wants to spend this one alone with my husband. How many more moments will I have of that? I'm realistic in that sense. But, I am pretty sure my family and his family would be offended by that. Now I am packing for our little move to a bigger place in town, and listening to Christmas music. But week 16 has been uneventful one as for pregnancy, other than at times I do wish I could take my allergy medication. Nothing to do for sinus headaches... Now I need to get back to packing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8897758768464518451?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8897758768464518451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8897758768464518451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8897758768464518451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8897758768464518451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/11/dreams-of-children.html' title='Dreams of Children'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6691543461653260352</id><published>2009-11-13T14:27:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T14:54:03.900-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Update at Week 15</title><content type='html'>Pregnancy isn't quite what I expected, but honestly I was obsessed with the opportunity of becoming pregnant that I didn't think too much on being pregnant. So I don't think I had many expectations. Now having a baby is very real, more so than it ever has been in my life. Tomorrow I will be 16 weeks pregnant and right around Thanksgiving I can find out the sex of the baby, if I want. We are moving to a different house, which we put off several times previously. When it came to caring for another new life, we wanted better for them and we didn't feel secure in this house. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I made it through the first trimester and honestly it is a haze by this point. Weeks and I think months actually, of being sick. Morning sickness sucks, and that isn't even all of it. I stayed in the house all the time. I posted earlier it was because of the swine flu, but it was because I didn't feel like moving most of the time. You realize that the world stinks and wonder how you ever deal with these smells regularly. The only part I was lucky on is that I didn't puke; no I put on weight. I was nauseous if I didn't eat, and so I ate all the time. I was thinking by the end of that stage, why would anyone want to be pregnant? And how does anyone work through that? I couldn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in my second trimester. My little one must have been through a growth spurt at the very first of it because my hips hurt all the time at first. My joints still pop all the time. I may just be lucky today, because it isn't bothering much today. My stomach grew out and I felt my skin stretch. Now I look pregnant. No pictures though. I'm not much for putting up photos anymore. I don't take them that much in general though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now it does seem that we'll be preparing for the baby till the day he/she comes. I don't want to be thrown off guard last minute. I don't understand why anyone would choose to wait till last minute. My goal was to at least wait through the first trimester. Now, I don't want to bother at least till I move. Then its time to prepare the baby's room. I don't know how I am going to be at the last part of the pregnancy. I am at risk for preeclampsia, and I know that can cause problems at the end of your pregnancy. The day before I found out I was pregnant I had a flash in a dream that I was on a hospital bed and I was looking at my stomach exposed and huge. A doctor told me I was going to need a C-section and I was terrified. The entire labor process is rather scary since I've never been through it before. A C-section is major surgery and I definitely don't want that to happen. I know sometimes you can't prevent it though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, till I feel like writing again!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6691543461653260352?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6691543461653260352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6691543461653260352' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6691543461653260352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6691543461653260352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/11/update-at-week-15.html' title='Update at Week 15'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5256609556363299750</id><published>2009-10-26T10:41:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:00:44.848-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Little Barnabus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SuXDdjXsR8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BCcsXB97NW0/s1600-h/Ultrasound+10.19.09.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SuXDdjXsR8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BCcsXB97NW0/s400/Ultrasound+10.19.09.2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396934640951642050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's our little baby when I was at 12 weeks during the pregnancy. We went to the ultrasound for the type that can tell if they may have down syndrome or any other chromosomal abnormalities. This little one was snug and didn't want to move. They couldn't get the reading from what seemed like half an hour. They would push and poke at my belly and the little one would squirm and kick and then rest in the same spot. They finally found a way to get around moving the stubborn little baby/fetus, whatever. I found the entire experience amusing. The baby had a healthy heart beat and seemed perfectly fine to me, so I didn't worry of anything else. Maybe that was naive of me, but I am not ignorant of down syndrome and know what it would take. It didn't phase me in the least, because I was still watching my child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the baby is fine. Low chances of any problems. Now I just have to stay indoors most of the time because everyone is afraid of me getting the swine flu. No vaccines available for even pregnant women in any county near us in South Florida. Man has our health department failed in timely production. Those in most risk of dying can't even access the vaccine and in Palm Beach they said they distributed the shots to 80 doctors in the area, but don't say which ones for those who need them. Great mismanagement and in the news they only seem to publish how people are afraid to get the shot rather than not being able to, or possibly they could publish where to get the shots rather than directing you to a government site that doesn't say where the shots are either. I would get it in a minute if I could. I just want to protect my family that is growing at this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else new. Now I am into the second trimester and I am still having a few bouts of nausea and I could not get myself out of bed this morning at all. But, nothing too big that I can't handle. I am just lucky that I am not restricted to a work schedule. Don't know the sex yet, but the name above is just what me and my husband started telling everyone its name is. No one seems to like it, funny. Well, till we figure out the sex does it really matter?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5256609556363299750?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5256609556363299750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5256609556363299750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5256609556363299750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5256609556363299750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/10/little-barnabus.html' title='Little Barnabus'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SuXDdjXsR8I/AAAAAAAAAIc/BCcsXB97NW0/s72-c/Ultrasound+10.19.09.2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7980701007157790480</id><published>2009-10-04T20:33:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-10-04T20:39:58.881-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pregnancy</title><content type='html'>I wanted to wait to write on here till I announced my pregnancy to everyone in my personal life. Now I believe that is done, on with the blog. All I have been thinking of is the life that is to come next year. I am in my first trimester of pregnancy, almost to the second. I announced to everyone because I just started to show. Face it, once you start showing it is kinda hard to hide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here it is I've been suffering from morning sickness and other unpleasant pregnancy symptoms for the past few weeks. All is forgiven when I see the little one on ultrasound. I have the pictures up in my house and I know I'll have another in another few weeks. I think I'll be able to tell the sex by then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the furthest I've ever gone into a pregnancy with no problems and this was done completely naturally! After doctors told me that was not possible. It is true, if you have PCOS, before going the meds route do try weight loss. I had lost 35 pounds and it happened! I have little risk for multiples and less risk for diabetes as well because I just tried to loose some pounds first. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am back. It is hard to do regular posts when pregnancy is the only thing on the brain. It is a wonderful thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7980701007157790480?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7980701007157790480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7980701007157790480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7980701007157790480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7980701007157790480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/10/pregnancy.html' title='Pregnancy'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-3298157387939694190</id><published>2009-09-13T22:45:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T22:52:47.313-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Nothing new for awhile. I have my reasons. I may not update till October or November. Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-3298157387939694190?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/3298157387939694190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=3298157387939694190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/3298157387939694190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/3298157387939694190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/09/nothing-new-for-awhile.html' title=''/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5216166247118243541</id><published>2009-08-20T21:24:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T21:56:22.423-05:00</updated><title type='text'>First Amendment Protection</title><content type='html'>I did a paper on Pornography and the First Amendment when I was in political theory in another life. I was thinking even then, that I could not absolutely put pornography as something that should not be protected even if I found it offensive. Though also in many situations there is proof that certain porn can cause further harm to women from men who are desensitized by hard core porn. It can bring out everything horrible about human nature and now it is all over the internet. There are also many people who dedicate their life against porn and those who spend their life working for it. The entire thing really did disgust me in the end, and I decided that I could not find anything criminal in the actions. True, if there are actual criminal actions taken place in filming then that is one thing, but that actual creation is in a sense creative thought which some enjoy and others hate. It is an expression, it is something that is to be protected. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something beautiful about this country which many do not follow in others, that all speech is protected. You can yell about how horrible our leader is and have no arrest record. You can express your belief that all people should live on a commune and worship the earth... Basically it doesn't matter, the speech is allowed. With this what confuses me is the mention of "hate speech". I believe that is speech aimed hurtfully at certain groups. I know that some countries do outlaw such speech and I know there are some that wish to do that here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To me with speech and expression there will always be those offended and those who will not be. I notice that in day to day life. Where as I may be offended by attacks on the Catholic Church, others may find those supporting the Catholic Church offensive because of their stances on many issues that are not popular today. So initially, doesn't it come down to what is popular? Now I know that many views that I have are unpopular, though I am a rational person. I think I can be more rational than most I meet I have to admit. So when I speak things through in full explanation sometimes I don't really get a great response. Explaining political beliefs and religious beliefs tends to leave people on one side or another, when will you know that what is popular ends up being against what you believe? Now things can be offensive, and I wish not everyone did express those things openly. But who do you trust to decide what is offensive and what is not? Would you trust the government at this point? I can tell you that with mess that we have made, I would not. I wouldn't trust most of them to watch my house and I can't believe they are watching over our constitution. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look at the people that are in charge of our country before you give them more power. Read over their past and read over their views. You are not giving authority to your local priest and it is not made by you and your friends. Power is given to the people we elect into office. Plus if you find them offensive, write back, speak back or do something. There is nothing in our constitution that doesn't say that you can't overpower ignorance with reason. What I don't want to see if taking the approach of trying to shut down a medium or a show for its political views. If you think it is wrong, then voice your opinions! We are in a free country! Don't support our government shutting down any medium due to speech!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just reading about cutting off of advertisers to Glenn Beck. I was thinking of what cowards the people are who took action to shut down the show through a "back door approach". The show still has plenty of viewers and it is popular. If you wish to attack it then do what you can to pursue the viewers in swaying views of the people. Don't try to take away through bullying of force. It really is cowardly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, didn't really mean to write about that. I just saw nothing posted and then read something on the Huffington Post. Yep, I read everything:) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5216166247118243541?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5216166247118243541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5216166247118243541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5216166247118243541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5216166247118243541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/08/first-amendment-protection.html' title='First Amendment Protection'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5799148146259835933</id><published>2009-08-16T10:59:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T12:22:46.308-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Considering International Adoption</title><content type='html'>I was looking at international adoption for the first time. Since my infertility problems I am not giving up, but being realistic. It may be years before I even have one baby, if I have one at all. I am in the later part of my twenties and fertility does decline once you reach your thirties... That cannot be good for me one way or another. There is a possibility of me getting pregnant. I am loosing weight and actively trying still, but again, reality sets in at some point... It was three years for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was watching a news story about orphans in South Africa. I can't seem to find it at this time. But I was thinking of the situation these other children are in, in orphanages overseas. Then I think of the situation of my own upbringing and just having the opportunity of being an American opens many more doors than they would not have in their country of origin. Think of those in Haiti. No matter what, they will never even have the opportunity that the poor here have in the US. This is a country close to our shores and they go on little boats risking their life to make it to our shores all the time. I see this on the news here in South Florida. They wouldn't do that if their country had so much for them there. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what you could give to these children is so much. So, that is what I am basing where I adopt. I want to be able to have a family, and give another an opportunity of a good life. Though I have to say it is hard to find programs for South Africa, and Haiti has a restriction of being 30 years old. So, I am not sure where to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On almost all you tube videos and new stories about these international adoptions I see criticism of "why would you not want to adopt American children?", "There are plenty of babies here that need homes." Well, I don't know others' reasons, but I can provide my own. I am afraid of open adoptions and even with closed adoptions, the courts influence on families here in the US. I fear of gaining the love of a child and having it ripped from me because some natural relative of the child felt that the child should be theirs. I know that I couldn't take that, and so have closed off to the idea of domestic adoption. Also, the costs equal out if you end up having to pay for all medical costs and everything involved in supporting a mother here in the US. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, seeing the "Door of Hope" or whatever the door was called in the South Africa orphanage is what made me think of it. So now I'm in the process of searching out different agencies. My mother is a social worker that has worked with the different agencies before and is familiar with home studies, so I am using her as well right now. Any information left on international adoption would be much appreciated. I know if I do go forward with this it will still be a year or so off, but it is as good of a time as any to learn about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really ready to have a family. I have been for awhile. I realized that was what was more important. The baby doesn't necessarily have to come from my husband and I.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5799148146259835933?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5799148146259835933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5799148146259835933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5799148146259835933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5799148146259835933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/08/considering-international-adoption.html' title='Considering International Adoption'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-1540707632189695761</id><published>2009-08-10T21:39:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T22:39:34.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>What do I get from watching the news?</title><content type='html'>Remember when you would go to the 24 hr news channels and they would all be showing the same thing? Well, I can say for once, I did not have that happen. I'm not a huge fan of daytime TV, so flipped between Fox News and CNN today because I was working at home. One was 24/7 on the town hall meetings and the other was all Obama's trip to Mexico. I flipped to CNN knowing they wouldn't be showing anything similar to Fox, which I realized that is probably the first time I expected the news agencies to be showing completely different news. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is this a good thing? I am not sure. It is definitely interesting. I think of myself as being a realist when it comes to the world situations. I prefer to think that one way or another things will stay in this kind of status quo, because primarily people for the most part do not want to get involved. I spend most of my life focused on running my business, taking care of the dog, making sure the house is okay, and then if I have time I pay attention to the outside world. I assume, unless you have a ton of time on your hands, a majority of Americans are about the same. I mean, most protesters in the past have been liberal college students from what I've seen. And why? Because they have time. Now for this reason you usually have the few protesters or causing disruptions and most other politics is just for those who have real direct connection to politics. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is what we have. It is reported we are having many interruptions in town hall meetings across the country from people asking questions in town hall meetings across the country about our health care system. At least, that is what is reported on Fox News. On other news, still stuff on Micheal Jackson, on other news evidently there are problems with women having too many babies. Now what I see is a major gap between the types of stories. I have been tempted to think that Fox is still the most fair and balanced, but I also know that Fox News carries all of the star conservatives on their show. Not that I complain, Glenn Beck is one of my favorite shows. I just have trouble with the drastic difference of what I am hearing and I do know there is a bias there as well. My parents were upset when I was watching Glenn Beck when they were here. They looked at me and told me, "this isn't news!" My response is, I know, its opinion, but what is wrong with that? They watch John Stewart. I don't think that guy is funny at all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So where do we get the news? Where is what is actually happening? Is that even possible to achieve? That, I do not know. I got out of journalism awhile back because I didn't see it being achieved. Journalists, a majority of them, have a bias one way or another and they pick their story lines that way. I read a story this morning on how these kids were getting married so young, and they were 22 and having kids. I thought to myself, when did that become a young age to be married? I was married at 23 and wanted children... oh, about at the same time. I didn't think I was young for that. People get married at 18 all the time. I was a college graduate even! Well, to that author, it was a notion that seemed foreign to her. So, she felt compelled to report it. So, I guess it is a lost cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just really wish it wasn't. Because to me it appears many people are upset and the government are ignoring them. Oh, and I have to put this in because of a recent notice from the White House blog. If you do not wish to go to single player policy then why are you introducing a government option? There is no such thing as having a government option health care and keeping open competition at the same time. For one, the tax payers will have to pay for this option WHILE paying for their own insurance. So one will be constantly subsidized while the others remain in open competition. Which one do you think will win then? I know as I small business owner that I want health insurance as soon as I can provide. I mean, it is intensive which most employees expect, especially in the sector that I'm in. But if you mandate this, it can be a major burden for those who cannot afford it. Lets say that there are further taxes on the employer while using private insurance? Well, the more that is taxed, the less I have for payroll, and that is that. Economics is really rather simple when you pay attention to it. And to me it does appear that there is a bias towards a single payer system, but politicians are lying about it because of the upset right now from many on what this means. If you only have one to choose from, there's no escape to another insurance policy. If something isn't covered, that is that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough, goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-1540707632189695761?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/1540707632189695761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=1540707632189695761' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1540707632189695761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1540707632189695761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-do-i-get-from-watching-news.html' title='What do I get from watching the news?'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6641292487549647715</id><published>2009-08-03T21:46:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T22:06:31.463-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Writing</title><content type='html'>"Armon said one boy, and here are two."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what I'm watching? Give you a clue, they are moving a Comodo Dragon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've spent the night reading through past entries. This seems to cover mostly the time since I met Arthur. I was really into blogging pretty quickly after I started. I picked it up from a friend from College Station and then convinced others to pick it up as well along the way. Though it seems everyone else has dropped blogging. I have to admit it takes a little more writing skills than regular social network sites that have taken over. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stopped giving this out to people along time ago. I've only given this web address to one friend that I hadn't spoken with since middle school, to give her an idea of what to do with her ideas. What she could use as an outlet to write. That seems to be important. To have an outlet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was something very important in certain times in my life. I have a very addictive personality and I grew up in a home that did not shy away from alcohol to say the least. My family is extremely liberal; I mean almost to the communist extreme. That fact still seems odd to me the further I learn in the running of societies. From my upbringing, I had some bad experiences. The further I go along, I blame myself for putting myself in those situations. I also blame a society that puts women on the same level of men in that they can take care of themselves, and move out on their own at a young age. I dealt with all problem that a naive little girl comes across in dealing with the real world, and I came out a realist I guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through all of this though, it was important to have something there to put my thoughts. I don't know how many times I found myself in tears writing or on the verge of a breakdown. Strangely enough though... No, not strangely enough, I haven't had to deal with those in the past few years. God guides me away from those now, thankfully. If you don't put yourself in horrible situations, then life is easier. Also, its not boring. I may not have a new topic to write on every day, but mainly its because not everything of your personal life is to be published to the public every day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am aware that my readership dropped awhile back and I haven't done much to bring it back up. I dropped this for about six months. All the people that I commented on their blogs stopped, and I didn't seek out new blogs. Not much time really. I still love this though. No plan to drop it. Every thought of deleting this disappears when I see the posts in April 2005 when I met Arthur. I smile reading them; its almost as if a different person wrote them. I know it was me. That person seemed a little bit more amusing though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6641292487549647715?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6641292487549647715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6641292487549647715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6641292487549647715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6641292487549647715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/08/writing.html' title='Writing'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8374707251942179448</id><published>2009-08-03T17:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T17:22:51.994-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Post on nothing, because I'm a little disoriented</title><content type='html'>Why would I do this optionally? I've been working for the past 5 days straight. I think I made it home around nine last night to finish working around eleven. Then made it into work about eight AM this morning, finally finished at 3 PM. Before this I had a proposal for my own business. It was in production at the time I started working on the second. I had just finished pricing the day before. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, its great! I love the adrenaline and the people I worked with. I was in a better mood the past few days than I had been in awhile, and I haven't even felt that great physically. I swear I'm a masochist with my work habits, but I've always worked that way... Everything rushed at one time. I'm horrible at procrastination and it would force me to rush last minute. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess it is good I enjoy it. Once I win contracts on my own I will be running this stuff continuously. Now I am just in a waiting pattern. I went to help my husband at work because I could and he asked. I use to work there and I enjoyed it when I was there. I have no ill will towards the company at all. In fact I could see doing it, but I would be sad abandoning what I have. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I'm completely out of it now. I need to walk. I got home to late to do it yesterday. My husband in passed out on the couch. I should go.... Just quick update. With all I've written I'm not sure if I actually said anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8374707251942179448?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8374707251942179448/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8374707251942179448' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8374707251942179448'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8374707251942179448'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/08/post-on-nothing-because-im-little.html' title='Post on nothing, because I&apos;m a little disoriented'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4884273381561696061</id><published>2009-07-25T19:10:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-25T21:20:26.751-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Grace</title><content type='html'>by Englishman John Newton&lt;br /&gt;(1725-1807)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,&lt;br /&gt;That saved a wretch like me&lt;br /&gt;I once was lost but now am found,&lt;br /&gt;Was blind, but now, I see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T'was Grace that taught&lt;br /&gt;my heart to fear.&lt;br /&gt;And Grace, my fears relieved.&lt;br /&gt;How precious did that Grace appear&lt;br /&gt;the hour I first believed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Through many dangers, toils and snares&lt;br /&gt;we have already come.&lt;br /&gt;T'was Grace that brought us safe thus far&lt;br /&gt;and Grace will lead us home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Lord has promised good to me&lt;br /&gt;His word my hope secures.&lt;br /&gt;He will my shield and portion be&lt;br /&gt;as long as life endures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we've been here ten thousand years&lt;br /&gt;bright shining as the sun.&lt;br /&gt;We've no less days to sing God's praise&lt;br /&gt;then when we've first begun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound,    &lt;br /&gt;That saved a wretch like me&lt;br /&gt;I once was lost but now am found,&lt;br /&gt;Was blind, but now, I see. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4884273381561696061?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4884273381561696061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4884273381561696061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4884273381561696061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4884273381561696061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/07/amazing-grace.html' title='Amazing Grace'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4128738713903621694</id><published>2009-07-20T19:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T19:19:09.837-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Charity</title><content type='html'>I never truly understood the virtue of charity till reading St. Thomas Aquinas writings on virtues. The three special virtues are hope, faith and charity. As in the quote before this post, charity is above them all. Charity is a representation of God's love among ourselves. It is difficult to find a single quote to represent this. I have been trying for the past couple of hours. Basically, it is providing our love to our brothers and sisters specifically for love of God. It is an understanding of what God gave to us, and an appreciation of it. God loved us so much; he gave us free will to make our own mistakes. God loved us so much that he gave his Son for sacrifice. To me it seems the ultimate goal is to provide love to our fellow man as God has done for us; though as difficult as it may be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of Luke 15:11-32, the story of the Prodigal Son. The father provided the share to his son as requested and even as he went off to live a life of sin, he welcomed him back with open arms. There was no punishment and no standards placed on the son when he returned; the father accepted his son with open arms. This is the love we are to provide to each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think of the story of the master who provided money for his servants. The one who buried the money was the one who was punished. That is the way we should be towards the word of God and with our faith. Regardless of how much faith and hope you have, there will always be the question when your time comes of what you have done for the least of my brethren?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is something I think of. Not fearing the persecution of spreading your faith. Not fearing of what happens when you do so as well. You can't save everyone and you can't help everyone no matter how much you try. How do you tell if your charity is being misused? I figured out that is where the use of prayer is most important. I don't believe I've provided much reason in my past to be given opportunity. I had a definite wild side to me, but God did open up to me and I have the faith I do today. But now that you have your gift, what do you do with it? I personally think to take it day by day. I am not one to seek out a thousand charities or to spend my time in volunteer. I do blame most of that on my anxiety. But, I do try to help when the opportunity arises. I have to admit others are better than me though, and that is the reason I am writing on charity. To think of giving without the expectation of return. To think of giving simply for your love of everyone as we are all children of God. When you've been hurt by many, sometimes it takes awhile for your heart to be open to others. Though my wish and my prayer is for the souls of my family especially. I guess everyone is a bit off, and it is conceded of me to think I'm on a better path than others. But I do. I see the path of Jesus and the path of a Christian and I do not see everyone on it. That makes me worry for the ones I love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4128738713903621694?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4128738713903621694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4128738713903621694' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4128738713903621694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4128738713903621694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/07/charity_20.html' title='Charity'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7114167714160944332</id><published>2009-07-19T19:09:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T19:43:18.364-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Walter Cronkite Story</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SmO9mKJQxII/AAAAAAAAAH0/XJoREr7tIQY/s1600-h/Cronkitenasa.PNG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 374px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SmO9mKJQxII/AAAAAAAAAH0/XJoREr7tIQY/s400/Cronkitenasa.PNG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360336444756903042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With the passing of Walter Cronkite I felt compelled to tell my only interaction with him a couple of years ago. We went on vacation in Orlando to go to Universal Studios. It is a couple of hours north of us, so is an easy weekend trip. We had spent the weekend at a four star hotel, the Omni Hotel I believe, close to the amusement park. We went to the park, got room service, the whole deal. Unfortunately our clothes had gotten completely soaked at Universal Studios. We didn't expect that at all and I couldn't put them in our regular suitcase. So I got a brilliant idea to put everything in a trash bag, which in retrospect I don't remember where it had come from. So here we are walking through a luxurious four star hotel dragging a large bulging trash bag with our luggage. There was a big conference going on so there were people going through with suits as we were leaving. Just as we had made it to the door of the hotel the trash bag burst wide open with wet clothes going all over the floor. I was so embarrassed and I can tell my husband was already upset with my idea for getting the clothes to the car. We looked up and there was an aging Walter Cronkite looking down at us clear up our clothes the best we could. He asked, "need some help with that?" I remember I said "no" or "no thanks". He walked off and we were speechless. I don't think my husband forgave me. We looked and he was the main speaker at the event going on at the Omni. Well, after that we've been picky about the luggage we take with us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7114167714160944332?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7114167714160944332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7114167714160944332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7114167714160944332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7114167714160944332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/07/walter-cronkite-story.html' title='Walter Cronkite Story'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SmO9mKJQxII/AAAAAAAAAH0/XJoREr7tIQY/s72-c/Cronkitenasa.PNG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8277491312959642190</id><published>2009-07-17T21:03:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-17T21:48:11.922-05:00</updated><title type='text'>1 Corinthians 13:4-13</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Charity is patient, is kind: charity envieth not, dealeth not perversely, is not puffed up, Is not ambitious, seeketh not her own, is not provoked to anger, thinketh no evil: Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth with the truth: Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charity never falleth away: whether prophecies shall be made void or tongues shall cease or knowledge shall be destroyed. For we know in part: and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect is come, that which is in part shall be done away. When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child. But, when I became a man, I put away the things of a child. We see now through a glass in a dark manner: but then face to face. Now I know in part: but then I shall know even as I am known. And now there remain faith, hope, and charity, these three: but the greatest of these is charity.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8277491312959642190?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8277491312959642190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8277491312959642190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8277491312959642190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8277491312959642190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/07/1-corinthians-134-13.html' title='1 Corinthians 13:4-13'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7451605931498269787</id><published>2009-07-14T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T16:03:35.882-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bring the Sword</title><content type='html'>Christ did come to bring peace between us, and that is widely accepted with most in Christianity. I believe what most have problems with is any acceptance of violence. &lt;p&gt;If one reads the bible, it isn&amp;#39;t exactly all love and peace. Regardless of what one wants to think there was the banishing of Adam and Eve from the Garden of Eden, there was the destruction of Sodom and Gamora, and there were the plagues during the time of Moses. This doesn&amp;#39;t even bring up the battles supported by God. &lt;p&gt;These are mostly writings of the Old Testament, but where is there the belief to ignore these books? I&amp;#39;ve put on this blog before the quote where it mentions Jesus was here to bring the sword. Forgive me for not having the quote, but I&amp;#39;m writing from my phone. What I see from this is that we Christians are not all the religion of peace. No, we are the religion of Christ; that always overrides peace. Let me explain myself.&lt;p&gt;With the idea of peace, there are no base beliefs behind this, just the idea of not having violence. For instance, if there were many in a group chastising a figure you held dear, and if you spoke up there would be the invitation of violence. Those for standing up for thier idol would not be the peacemaker, but would be standing up for what he held dear. The same for Christians, I do not believe Christ meant for us to be silent to those against him to keep peace. I do not believe that Christianity is the religion of peace, but of following the principles   of Christ and the laws given to Moses by God. Sometimes it means standing up against mother, brother and friend. Especially today. Inevitebly it is to win souls, and when will any you love be saved if you don&amp;#39;t speak up?&lt;p&gt;Okay, I&amp;#39;m up way too late. Goodnight.&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7451605931498269787?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7451605931498269787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7451605931498269787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7451605931498269787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7451605931498269787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/07/bring-sword_14.html' title='Bring the Sword'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5988339189978027017</id><published>2009-07-13T00:28:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:28:22.221-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Myth of the Great Life in Florida</title><content type='html'>If you know anything of South Florida, the areas not controlled by the Cubans  are filled with people from the north east, Boston, New York, etc. Mostly an older population that came down from fear of cold weather. From the way people talk of the winters of the north east here you would think they are torture. I&amp;#39;ve come to believe the older you get the more you hate the cold. Well, of all these people move at some point away from thier friends and family to live perpetual sun, where the only difference is between the rainy season and dry season. You see they all went on vacation once to South Beach or to see their friends in Boca and the thought came to them, &amp;quot;why not live here where I could go to the beach every day?&amp;quot; Especially if they are with thier friends, they say nothing about how sunny and wonderful it is. They also seem to be talking about being out at the beach or on the boat when you are braving snow storms. &lt;p&gt;So, you make the move. You were able to buy a cheaper house for the same or more space and you go to find another job, or go to a retirement community depending on your age. But those who look for a new job notice the money isn&amp;#39;t as good, so the expenses even out. Those who think they can go to the beach every day realize it tends to loose it&amp;#39;s charm after the first week or so. I mean, who wants to go through all the preparation of going to the beach all the time? Plus, that sand gets everywhere. But still, you moved, and life goes on. You talk to your friends back home and the last thing you want to tell them is that life is pretty much the same except warmer, and maybe a little worse on the allergies (if you moved to South Florida because you thought your allergies would be better you&amp;#39;re a moron). So you brag about the beach and tell your friends how wonderful life is...&lt;p&gt;This is how South Florida stedily gets it&amp;#39;s population from the North East, and belive me this is not just me saying this. It really is a common joke down here people play if they relize it or not. I&amp;#39;ve talked to several transplants from Florida and we even joke about it. So I apologize to any Floridians if I am breaking the scam, but you&amp;#39;ve really got to call it what it is. &lt;p&gt;But hey, Im a transplant to Florida just like.... Almost everyone else down here. You know what you see on my social networking sites that I post to all my friends and family back in Texas and everywhere else? I have pictures of the beach I walk by every day and comments on the weather.... Like I said, everyone is in on it.&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5988339189978027017?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5988339189978027017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5988339189978027017' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5988339189978027017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5988339189978027017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/07/myth-of-great-life-in-florida.html' title='Myth of the Great Life in Florida'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-2564504041237852272</id><published>2009-07-11T20:11:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T20:11:16.082-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Another Update</title><content type='html'>Wow, this is much easier means of blogging. Just do it straight from my phone. The sun has drained me today. I live five minutes from the beach, but never go out to swim. It takes someone coming in on vacation. That has come to be a common occurance recently, which is suprising for one thing because the winter is the in season. In the summers the streets clear out and your regular restraunts change to thier &amp;quot;summer hours&amp;quot;. Then a new thing I saw was a store that had a sign up saying &amp;quot;Open by request or by chance&amp;quot;. The point being, the area is half of what it is &amp;quot;in season&amp;quot; or in the winter. But as a local, I like this time of year. No cars trying to hit you, really because they are too old to drive. No Snowbirds. They hate the heat and run away from the possibility of hurricanes. I have to admit the winters are pleasant, but I would much rather spend a summer here than in Texas. Texas summers can be torture. Now I am going to finish watching my programs,&lt;br&gt; check to make sure there&amp;#39;s no work and head off to bed. It&amp;#39;s only around 9 pm, but what else is there to do...  &lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-2564504041237852272?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/2564504041237852272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=2564504041237852272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2564504041237852272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2564504041237852272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/07/another-update.html' title='Another Update'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-3679591921398241734</id><published>2009-07-10T23:29:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T23:29:31.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pope's Meeting with the President</title><content type='html'>I am writing from an email for the first time, so I am curious how this works. I&amp;#39;ve been reading about Pope Benedict XVI meeting with Obama recently, and it leaves me torn in being offended by the number of conservatives criticizing him and at the same time by several liberals praising him. From both sides I have heard nothing in regards to respect of the Catholic Church, but rather one or another pushing an agenda.&lt;p&gt;I can understand with the Pope meeting with Obama in that we have a large Catholic population, and it is not one to ignore. I admit I have not read exactly what was said, but I don&amp;#39;t like the spin. We as people of faith cannot conceide to those who follow evil ideas and worship through false teachings. I do find that many are falling to worship of the earth through environmentalism, and our government uses such issues as a means to take further control. I don&amp;#39;t like that the Pope agreeing with protection of the earth, the need of healthcare reform is in a way agreeing with Obama.  Obama&amp;#39;s ideas in no way go with the beliefs in the Catholic church, and to present that the Pope is concieding any way to him is quite offensive. Then again I need to look at what was said. Of coarse I am much more of the belief that the Vatican needs to be stricter with it&amp;#39;s US church. In not being so I believe they are loosing more faithful. I do believe that the Pope will do&lt;br&gt; the right thing for the church. I pray he does.&lt;p&gt;People writing that the Pope is good strictly for agreement with Obama and finding of further reason to criticize the religious conservative Catholics does offend me. Well, I am passing out now. About time....&lt;p&gt;Sent from my iPhone&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-3679591921398241734?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/3679591921398241734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=3679591921398241734' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/3679591921398241734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/3679591921398241734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/07/popes-meeting-with-president.html' title='Pope&apos;s Meeting with the President'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4335070636554619285</id><published>2009-07-04T18:51:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2009-07-04T22:55:40.728-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Thinking too much on 4th of July</title><content type='html'>Happy 4th of July everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are here in Miami watching 1776, and thinking of the politics of today in comparison to what it was. Our country was founded for freedom from a tyrant and the belief that the people can govern themselves through a republic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What baffles me today is this idea that US needs "change". Our country is the best country in the world and to our knowledge the best in the history in the world. We base our beautiful country off of the ideas of our founding fathers and in our Constitution. To this day it has not failed us. So what is it that is so horrible to this day that needs change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a couple of theories. In the writings of the founding fathers and noticeable make up of the country of the time, our country was founded by Christians. We believe that we has certain inalienable rights endowed to us by God. If these rights are not endowed by God, then who says there is any reason for rights and freedom? Our worst nations in history were those devoid of God. Devoid of the idea of something greater than ourselves. To me, that is something that our citizens are forgetting more day by day that is an essential to maintaining this great country. Without the idea of the laws of these country are backed by God, then why keep these laws or why make them in the same fashion? What is the reason?  I see relativism as a major problem in the make up of our country. Even in my family and friends. When you don't see right and wrong in a situation then who is to say anything when people are doing things either thought to be classless or immoral. "They can do as they want." The same in the leaders in our country. What is the reason for freedom of speech, freedom of religion... and other such basic freedoms we believe everyone is entitled to be our creator? There is a falling respect for the basis of what backs our constitution and our country. That is a problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I see is not necessarily a growing apathy, but a growing population that acts as what I best call a "Spoiled brat". Have you ever hung out with someone spoiled? The ones I've been around have a lack of respect of where their money comes from and an unreal sense of entitlement. Now with the growing popularity of Obama, I've noticed that this sense of entitlement has been country wide. Why are we entitled to health care? Why are we entitled to hand outs? Many voted in Obama with this idea that he would take care of everything. Now, with this attitude, I think back to a blog I saw from an Iranian blogger from when I first discovered blogs (so I can't exactly link to it from the fact I could not find it). This blogger stated that they did not understand Americans who avoided voting and didn't find that it was anything of importance. This blogger stated that in living in a country like this, the first thing you should to take advantage of is every means there is to have your voice heard. Otherwise, it is the equivalent of having others decide for you. If you would want others to make decisions for you, then the ideal country is Iran. They will tell you how to dress, where you can go, what you can do. They will command you on everything. You live in the United States to be free. I absolutely loved this when I read it. So the questions is, what happens to a country that now wants others to take care of them? You can't have individuality and be told what to do. How can our republic be kept up with those who wish to keep to going in a democracy. It does take work. Otherwise, we may be inviting in a tyrant. If not with this election, then one may come soon. I worry about this one personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this idea of change, for whatever reason, took hold during the election and is being put into effect now. I wonder if people are really going to get what they want. If they will be happy. Myself, I will be content as long as no one gets in the way of my faith or letting me raise my family in the way I believe. I fear that there may be interference though. The reason for the growth in political blogging. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see the source of this call for "change" is not from a good source. I see that the soul of this country is in trouble. It is our duty to do what we can to save it. It is a sin to be quiet and watch it idly as it fades away. Because we are the greatest country in the world still. The question is where are we going from here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the rest of your 4th of July, which if you are on the east coast you have 5 more minutes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4335070636554619285?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4335070636554619285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4335070636554619285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4335070636554619285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4335070636554619285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/07/thinking-too-much-on-4th-of-july.html' title='Thinking too much on 4th of July'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4887045730897452515</id><published>2009-06-30T21:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:34:01.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Slavery and Illegal Immigration</title><content type='html'>I know I haven't seen much of illegal immigration problems outside of Miami and my current home, a "sanctuary city". This means I see illegal immigrants on a daily basis, but not the extent on their treatment in day to day life. I've been appalled whenever I hear of religious organizations or others helping such people come to this country. I have heard of their reasons and how wonderful this opportunity is compared to staying at their current home. I can tell you though, they don't live the life of an American, they live the life of a slave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Illegal Immigrants come here because they can work to stay in this country and usually to send money back home whether be to Mexico, Guatemala, or other countries they may originate from. Because of their employment being illegal in the first place they live and work without the regulations that apply to American Citizens. Think of all the laws in place to protect us and to be sure that we are safe, have a livable income and other such protections.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the town I live in they appear as an underclass, untouchables. They aren't acknowledged by the regular people on day to day life. Their main mode of transportation are bicycles and I have to admit that I am unfamiliar with their work conditions. Basically, those who wish to keep the illegal immigrants here are fighting for the right to keep these people as an underclass to serve here rather then act as men and women citizens in their country. Do you ever question what would happen if those immigrants from Mexico didn't have the outlet to come here? What would happen if they had to stay where they were? Would their be any improvement of their country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if I am right in that regards, but I do know that our current politicians are wrong. Wrong for keeping people in these situations and not providing us with protection from letting more to come over freely. There are reasons people run from home, some for opportunity, but not all reasons are good ones. Well, I was going to write more on this, but enough for tonight. Goodnight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4887045730897452515?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4887045730897452515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4887045730897452515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4887045730897452515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4887045730897452515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/06/slavery-and-illegal-immigration.html' title='Slavery and Illegal Immigration'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5430542042107634266</id><published>2009-06-29T21:20:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-29T22:22:46.628-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Cap and Trade Bill</title><content type='html'>Please hold Congress accountable for what they pass. They are rushing through yet another bill. It recently passed the House. I have all the details of the bill below and everyone who voted for the bill. I have lost faith in both the democratic party and the republican party as both are voting for the same things, and none are for the interests of us, US Citizens, but for themselves. They are no longer reading the bills they are passing and voting for such bills as this off of populist ideas as global warming and climate change. I for one am having enough trouble paying for my electric bill in Florida, I can't imagine having energy costs rise higher. Don't think this won't effect you. Having further regulation on our corporations can only cause more people to loose jobs and more economic problems. This bill will have little positive effect. Trust me, if I could afford to run my home off of renewable energy and live off of FPL, I would. Not because of any environmental reason, but because I dislike monopolies that much. So, please let me know of any affordable way to run our homes and businesses as effectively as our electrical companies. But don't ram this down our throat. This will only make renewable energy appear like a deal once they are done with jacking up the costs on the regular energy in use. Which means, we will not be able to afford it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the link to the bill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://thomas.loc.gov/cgi-bin/bdquery/z?d111:HR02454:"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Clean Energy and Security Act of 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the explanation of the bill as per &lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/graphic/2009/02/26/GR2009022600572.html"&gt;Washington Post&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is how all &lt;a href="http://www.votesmart.org/issue_keyvote_member.php?cs_id=26496"&gt;voted on the bill&lt;/a&gt; in the House, it passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the Republicans who voted Yes on the bill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CA 45 Rep. Mary Bono Mack  Republican Y&lt;br /&gt;DE      At-Large Rep. Michael Castle Republican      Y&lt;br /&gt;IL      10      Rep. Mark Kirk          Republican      Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 2 Rep. Frank LoBiondo Republican Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 4 Rep. Christopher Smith Republican Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 7 Rep. Leonard Lance Republican Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 23 Rep. John McHugh Republican Y&lt;br /&gt;WA 8 Rep. David Reichert Republican Y&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are all the Democrats who voted Yes on the bill:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AR 2 Rep. Victor Snyder  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;AZ 4 Rep. Ed Pastor  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;AZ 7 Rep. Raúl Grijalva  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;AZ 8 Rep. Gabrielle Giffords  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 1 Rep. Michael Thompson  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 6 Rep. Lynn Woolsey  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 7 Rep. George Miller  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 8 Rep. Nancy Pelosi  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 9 Rep. Barbara Lee  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 10 Rep. Ellen Tauscher (out of office) Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 11 Rep. Gerald McNerney  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 12 Rep. Karen Lorraine Speier  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 14 Rep. Anna Eshoo  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 15 Rep. Michael Honda  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 16 Rep. Zoe Lofgren  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 17 Rep. Sam Farr  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 18 Rep. Dennis Cardoza  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 23 Rep. Lois Capps  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 27 Rep. Brad Sherman  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 28 Rep. Howard Berman  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 29 Rep. Adam Schiff  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 30 Rep. Henry Waxman  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 31 Rep. Xavier Becerra  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 33 Rep. Diane Watson  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 34 Rep. Lucille Roybal-Allard  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 35 Rep. Maxine Waters  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 36 Rep. Jane Harman  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 37 Rep. Laura Richardson  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 38 Rep. Grace Napolitano  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 39 Rep. Linda Sánchez  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 43 Rep. Joe Baca  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 47 Rep. Loretta Sanchez  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 51 Rep. Bob Filner  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CA 53 Rep. Susan Davis  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CO 1 Rep. Diana DeGette  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CO 2 Rep. Jared Polis  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CO 4 Rep. Betsy Markey  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CO 7 Rep. Ed Perlmutter  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CT 1 Rep. John Larson  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CT 2 Rep. Joseph Courtney  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CT 3 Rep. Rosa DeLauro  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CT 4 Rep. Jim Himes  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;CT 5 Rep. Christopher Murphy  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;FL 2 Rep. Allen Boyd Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;FL 3 Rep. Corrine Brown  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;FL 8 Rep. Alan Grayson  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;FL 11 Rep. Kathy Castor  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;FL 17 Rep. Kendrick Meek Sr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;FL 19 Rep. Robert Wexler  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;FL 20 Rep. Debbie Wasserman Schultz  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;FL 22 Rep. Ron Klein  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;FL 24 Rep. Suzanne Kosmas  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;GA 2 Rep. Sanford Bishop Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;GA 4 Rep. Henry Johnson Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;GA 5 Rep. John Lewis  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;GA 13 Rep. David Scott  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;HI 1 Rep. Neil Abercrombie  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;HI 2 Rep. Mazie Hirono  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IA 1 Rep. Bruce Braley  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IA 2 Rep. Dave Loebsack  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IA 3 Rep. Leonard Boswell  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 1 Rep. Bobby Rush  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 2 Rep. Jesse Jackson Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 3 Rep. Daniel Lipinski  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 4 Rep. Luis Gutierrez  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 5 Rep. Mike Quigley  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 7 Rep. Danny Davis  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 8 Rep. Melissa Bean  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 9 Rep. Janice Schakowsky  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 11 Rep. Deborah Halvorson  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IL 17 Rep. Phil Hare  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IN 7 Rep. André Carson  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;IN 9 Rep. Baron Hill  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;KS 3 Rep. Dennis Moore  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;KY 3 Rep. John Yarmuth  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;KY 6 Rep. Albert Chandler III Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 1 Rep. John Olver  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 2 Rep. Richard Neal  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 3 Rep. James McGovern  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 4 Rep. Barney Frank  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 5 Rep. Nicola Tsongas  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 6 Rep. John Tierney  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 7 Rep. Edward Markey  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 8 Rep. Michael Capuano  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 9 Rep. Stephen Lynch  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MA 10 Rep. William Delahunt  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MD 1 Rep. Frank Kratovil Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MD 2 Rep. C.A. Dutch Ruppersberger  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MD 3 Rep. John Sarbanes  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MD 4 Rep. Donna Edwards  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MD 5 Rep. Steny Hoyer  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MD 7 Rep. Elijah Cummings  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MD 8 Rep. Christopher Van Hollen Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;ME 1 Rep. Chellie Pingree  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;ME 2 Rep. Michael Michaud  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MI 1 Rep. Bart Stupak  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MI 5 Rep. Dale Kildee  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MI 7 Rep. Mark Schauer  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MI 9 Rep. Gary Peters  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MI 12 Rep. Sander Levin  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MI 13 Rep. Carolyn Kilpatrick  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MI 14 Rep. John Conyers Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MI 15 Rep. John Dingell  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MN 1 Rep. Timothy Walz  Democratic/Farmer/Labor Y&lt;br /&gt;MN 4 Rep. Betty McCollum  Democratic/Farmer/Labor Y&lt;br /&gt;MN 5 Rep. Keith Ellison  Democratic/Farmer/Labor Y&lt;br /&gt;MN 7 Rep. Collin Peterson  Democratic/Farmer/Labor Y&lt;br /&gt;MN 8 Rep. James Oberstar  Democratic/Farmer/Labor Y&lt;br /&gt;MO 1 Rep. William Clay Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MO 3 Rep. John Carnahan  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MO 4 Rep. Ike Skelton  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MO 5 Rep. Emanuel Cleaver II Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;MS 2 Rep. Bennie Thompson  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NC 1 Rep. George Butterfield Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NC 2 Rep. Bob Etheridge  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NC 4 Rep. David Price  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NC 11 Rep. Joseph Shuler  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NC 12 Rep. Melvin Watt  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NC 13 Rep. Ralph Miller  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NH 1 Rep. Carol Shea-Porter  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NH 2 Rep. Paul Hodes  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 1 Rep. Robert Andrews  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 3 Rep. John Adler  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 6 Rep. Frank Pallone Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 8 Rep. William Pascrell Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 9 Rep. Steven Rothman  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 10 Rep. Donald Payne  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 12 Rep. Rush Holt Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NJ 13 Rep. Albio Sires  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NM 1 Rep. Martin Heinrich  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NM 2 Rep. Harry Teague  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NM 3 Rep. Ben Lujan Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NV 1 Rep. Shelley Berkley  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NV 3 Rep. Alice Titus  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 1 Rep. Timothy Bishop  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 2 Rep. Steve Israel  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 4 Rep. Carolyn McCarthy  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 5 Rep. Gary Ackerman  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 6 Rep. Gregory Meeks  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 7 Rep. Joseph Crowley  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 8 Rep. Jerrold Nadler  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 9 Rep. Anthony Weiner  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 10 Rep. Edolphus Towns  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 11 Rep. Yvette Clarke  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 12 Rep. Nydia Velázquez  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 13 Rep. Michael McMahon  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 14 Rep. Carolyn Maloney  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 15 Rep. Charles Rangel  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 16 Rep. José Serrano  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 17 Rep. Eliot Engel  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 18 Rep. Nita Lowey  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 19 Rep. John Hall  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 20 Rep. Scott Murphy  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 21 Rep. Paul Tonko  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 22 Rep. Maurice Hinchey  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 25 Rep. Daniel Maffei  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 27 Rep. Brian Higgins  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;NY 28 Rep. Louise Slaughter  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OH 1 Rep. Steven Driehaus  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OH 9 Rep. Marcy Kaptur  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OH 11 Rep. Marcia Fudge  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OH 13 Rep. Betty Sutton  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OH 15 Rep. Mary Jo Kilroy  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OH 16 Rep. John Boccieri  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OH 17 Rep. Timothy Ryan  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OH 18 Rep. Zachary Space  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OR 1 Rep. David Wu  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OR 3 Rep. Earl Blumenauer  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;OR 5 Rep. Kurt Schrader  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;PA 1 Rep. Robert Brady  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;PA 2 Rep. Chaka Fattah Sr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;PA 7 Rep. Joseph Sestak Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;PA 8 Rep. Patrick Murphy  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;PA 11 Rep. Paul Kanjorski  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;PA 12 Rep. John Murtha  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;PA 13 Rep. Allyson Schwartz  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;PA 14 Rep. Michael Doyle Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;RI 1 Rep. Patrick Kennedy  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;RI 2 Rep. James Langevin  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;SC 5 Rep. John Spratt Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;SC 6 Rep. James Clyburn  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TN 5 Rep. Jim Cooper  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TN 6 Rep. Bart Gordon  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TN 9 Rep. Stephen Cohen  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TX 9 Rep. Al Green  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TX 15 Rep. Rubén Hinojosa Sr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TX 16 Rep. Silvestre Reyes  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TX 18 Rep. Sheila Jackson Lee  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TX 20 Rep. Charles Gonzalez  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TX 25 Rep. Lloyd Doggett  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TX 28 Rep. Henry Cuellar  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TX 29 Rep. Raymond Green  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;TX 30 Rep. Eddie Bernice Johnson  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;VA 3 Rep. Robert Scott  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;VA 5 Rep. Tom Perriello  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;VA 8 Rep. James Moran Jr. Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;VA 9 Rep. Frederick Boucher  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;VA 11 Rep. Gerald Connolly  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;VT At-Large Rep. Peter Welch  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WA 1 Rep. Jay Inslee  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WA 2 Rep. Rick Larsen  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WA 3 Rep. Brian Baird  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WA 6 Rep. Norman Dicks  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WA 7 Rep. James McDermott  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WA 9 Rep. Adam Smith  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WI 2 Rep. Tammy Baldwin  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WI 3 Rep. Ronald Kind  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WI 4 Rep. Gwendolynne Moore  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WI 7 Rep. David Ross Obey  Democratic Y&lt;br /&gt;WI 8 Rep. Steven Kagen  Democratic Y&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5430542042107634266?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5430542042107634266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5430542042107634266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5430542042107634266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5430542042107634266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/06/cap-and-trade-bill.html' title='Cap and Trade Bill'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-948780281441744335</id><published>2009-06-17T14:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T16:05:07.718-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Like Cincinnatus C</title><content type='html'>Do you ever have the urge to write? I have it all the time, though it seems to be the one thing I hardly do. I feel that things that have happened in my life are unique. I am sure many have that feeling. But to me they were so that I crave normalcy and I know I will for the rest of my life. My life's ambition is to have a family that I will love as my family has loved me. Without them, I wouldn't have much to stand on and I wish to continue this family when God allows. Then why the urge to write and to be heard?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was looking at Invitation to a Beheading again last night and thinking of the main character, Cincinnatus C. For a minute I could empathize, and it was something I couldn't really do before. He lives in an imaginary world, where the rules are quite ridiculous and you never really know when you time is coming. The worst of all, he is not free. Now this is an extreme, that this Russian author (incredible author I might add), took from his own life experience. But as all readers do I took it to my own experience. You can't help but to do so. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many people look to what is going on in the outside world and think of it as some kind of act? This can't be real. It is so ridiculous that it can't be real. The absurd rules the incredible actions people take. I related that to the experiences of Cincinnatus C, and I see that there Nabokov was making fun of the rules of an overbearing bureaucratic state. There are so many laws, you are not 100% sure if you are breaking any of them. I heard a politician say on the news the other day that he never believed that taxation as a form of coercion. But that too is a limitation of freedom. What would happen if you were a conscientious objector to paying taxes? If you refused to pay though you had the money... Even if you didn't have the money; you would go to prison. First, they take everything you have... to pay back of course, then you go to prison. How is that not coercive? How is that free? So, as the laws increase, as the taxes increase, as government increases, you start to notice influence in your individual lives. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are not in the prison of Cincinnatus C, but I am starting to understand what that would be like. I can empathize and I don't like that at all. For instance, there are certain things in which I object to morally. I pretty obvious one, I think that abortion is a sin and to pay for one is grounds for excommunication from the church. So I ask, for the United States government to subsidize such a sin is it then a sin to subsidize the government? When does it get to the point that it is an sin to pay taxes to the government? Or does it get to that point. Does it get to the point of prison or sin? Of course, Jesus did say to pay Cesar what is Cesar's and God what is God's. It doesn't make the actions of our elected officials right. It is also still forcing the hands of many to pay for what the few believes is right. Is that truly what is right for the United States?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is one reason I feel compelled to write. Just complete confusion of why people believe things are going well? To me it seems obvious that things are not always going to be good for the United States if we keep heading the direction we are. I feel that my life experience is one that can show why the life lived by liberal ideas can lead to disaster. But right now, I am getting over a migraine and am actually rather surprised I can write. Other than that, where is the time when you are trying to run a small business that doesn't function without your support. Part of me thinks God has plans for my writing, but I am not sure of when he wants me to use it. Is that crazy to think that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I don't think so. God has plans for everyone, it is just learning to accept that and go with the flow. Okay, I am a bit too light headed to continue now. So till next time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-948780281441744335?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/948780281441744335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=948780281441744335' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/948780281441744335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/948780281441744335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/06/feeling-like-cincinnatus-c.html' title='Feeling Like Cincinnatus C'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8434729184097468832</id><published>2009-06-02T20:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T21:13:32.951-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Blogging</title><content type='html'>For some reason, I do not know, I am watching a show of a crocodile laying eggs. Ugly creatures. I've felt compelled to write for the past month but my own perfection keeps me from doing so. I just assume there are things that people are OCD about. Me, I obsess so much about writing that I usually hardly produce anything. I have to have all facts straight and everything done perfectly. Frankly, I don't have the time for that. But so is life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So why am I writing now? I don't know. To keep up for the couple of people who read this still. I feel I must publish something. So much of my life has been spilled out on this blog, though I have to admit, there isn't much here that represents me today. I posted my sin, my breakdowns, my faith and my love here; for better or for worse. Practically everyone I know who did blog doesn't anyone. It makes it a bit difficult coming back. See, everyone is on myspace, facebook, linkedin, and twitter... There are oh so many more. They have options for posting, but nothing that requires writing like this. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here, you have to set down to actually do something. You have to have an idea. I hate writing just about news. Funny. But that is all that is really on my mind. Maybe it is because of listening to talk radio, they are entertaining. If you have the time I recommend it. I won't give specifics, though I have to admit the conservative ones are much more fun. No, that isn't why though. It is sincere concern, the focus of my past education and I have to admit it relates to my work at times. So I watch news, listen to the radio and read the news and work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I do enjoy is writing of my faith. It has grown through the years and it helps me greatly at all times now. The reason for the quotes. They are what I am thinking of at the time. I just don't know what else to write, or I just don't have time to write it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it is time for bed and I should put this down. See, a couple of minutes is all I have really. I will try to have another one of these again soon. Just to keep you going.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8434729184097468832?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8434729184097468832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8434729184097468832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8434729184097468832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8434729184097468832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/06/blogging.html' title='Blogging'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-620585036912487738</id><published>2009-05-27T19:36:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:36:48.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Matthew 10:32-34</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Every one therefore who shall confess me before men, him will I also confess to my father who is in heaven. But whosoever shall deny me before men, him will I also deny before my father who is in heaven.&lt;br /&gt;Think not that I came to send peace on the earth, I came not to send peace, but a sword.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-620585036912487738?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/620585036912487738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=620585036912487738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/620585036912487738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/620585036912487738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/05/matthew-1032-34.html' title='Matthew 10:32-34'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6435948370091718425</id><published>2009-05-16T09:32:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T09:42:51.094-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jn 15:18-21</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;If the world hates you, you must realize that it hated me before it hated you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you belonged to the world, the world would love you as its own; but because you do not belong to the world, because my choice of you has drawn you out of the world, that is why the world hates you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the words I said to you: A servant is not greater than his master. If they persecuted me, they will persecute you too; if they kept my word, they will keep yours as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it will be on my account that they will do all this to you, because they do not know the one who sent me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6435948370091718425?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6435948370091718425/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6435948370091718425' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6435948370091718425'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6435948370091718425'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/05/jn-1518-21.html' title='Jn 15:18-21'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4935324807272848901</id><published>2009-05-14T18:29:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T19:13:46.098-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Much on my Mind</title><content type='html'>I have so much stuff on my mind right now I don't think I can write a consistent post. So here are the things I am thinking on now. Just to update. I want to keep this going:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. My PCOS was confirmed once again and I had artificial insemination given to me as the first suggestion. I haven't said anything to the doctor yet, but I can't do it. The main reason is I don't feel it is perfectly moral. It is having a third person in the middle of procreation, a middle man. Another thing is that I'm not sure I perfectly trust the middle man. What if they mix up the sperm. I can't 'FIX' that, once I was pregnant, I was pregnant. I don't think I could keep the baby then. For me, that would be torture. So, for those reasons, I am going to see if there are just simpler options, like drugs. I'm okay with more hormones. I am already loosing weight. I lost 15 pounds so far and probably about another 25 pounds need to be lost before I can ovulate again... I'm estimating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I'm taking the LSAT in few weeks... I actually don't remember the exact day. It is the June testing. I want to get into a good school, but have had NO TIME to study. I probably should do that now. I am running a small business and trying to just keep things going to be profitable. I can't even believe the amount of work I've done in the past month. My company feels like an actual separate entity. I am desperate to grow it! So those two things are in conflict with each other. I may just have to give this one a shot with the possibility of retaking it. What else can I really do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  The country is going turn back one day and say "What did we do?" or "What did we let happen?". I have to say it will be difficult to have sympathy for everyone hurt at the time, but I will be right there along with everyone else. Our culture is quickly disappearing. Miami is gone to a population that doesn't speak Spanish and from what I've heard the same is happening to Los Angeles. We have people in charge of the country that are passing laws in haste and out of the public view. What is being past so far they have to foot the bill to someone. I don't think majority of the public realize that they are the ones who will get it. If you think the rich will get it you have something missing in the equation. One thing that I notice that the wealthy have more of that the regular middle class to poor have, and that is flexibility. When you don't have extensive funds you can't really pick up and go somewhere. They also can pay others to get them out of situations where they have to give away half their money. The regular middle class will always pay the most. Trying to over tax the rich just causes there to be less rich to tax. Plus, why tax the businesses more when you want them to create more jobs? That makes no sense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Do you really buy this global warming crap... really? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's it for me for now. Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4935324807272848901?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4935324807272848901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4935324807272848901' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4935324807272848901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4935324807272848901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/05/much-on-my-mind.html' title='Much on my Mind'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8195026269313658189</id><published>2009-04-02T22:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T22:40:59.652-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gender Studies</title><content type='html'>Short post on what to do for Gender Studies class. Most of my education in that area was actually Women's History and Feminist Theory. I assume it is similar to Gender Studies. When I look this up on &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gender_Studies"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;, this is what I get:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Gender studies is a field of interdisciplinary study which analyzes the phenomenon of gender. Gender Studies is sometimes related to studies of class, race, ethnicity, sexuality and location.[1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The philosopher Simone de Beauvoir said: “One is not born a woman, one becomes one.”[2] In Gender Studies the term "gender" is used to refer to the social and cultural constructions of masculinities and femininities. It does not refer to biological difference, but rather cultural difference.[3] The field emerged from a number of different areas: the sociology of the 1950s and later (see Sociology of gender); the theories of the psychoanalyst Jaques Lacan; and the work of feminists such as Judith Butler. Each field came to regard "gender" as a practice, sometimes referred to as something that is performative.[4] Feminist theory of psychoanalysis, articulated mainly by Julia Kristeva[5] (the "semiotic" and "abjection") and Bracha Ettinger[6] (the "matrixial trans-subjectivity" and the "primal mother-phantasies"), and informed both by Freud, Lacan and the Object relations theory, is very influential in Gender studies.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, what I get from that is that Gender Studies should include gender roles of both men and women. I know of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Margaret_Mead"&gt;Margaret Mead&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Carol_Gilligan"&gt;Carol Gilligan&lt;/a&gt;... Possibility of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catharine_MacKinnon"&gt;MacKinnon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of coarse, if you really want to see the view of gender roles of men and women through the world there is nothing better than religious texts. I don't put feminists as the best source of defining men and women. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't keep up.. So to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8195026269313658189?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8195026269313658189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8195026269313658189' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8195026269313658189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8195026269313658189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/04/gender-studies.html' title='Gender Studies'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-792175403798396430</id><published>2009-03-14T10:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-14T14:46:45.159-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I've never made a dime from a large business</title><content type='html'>At least not since I've moved to Florida. I've had the best education and I've seen the best people in these small to medium size businesses as well. I was watching &lt;a href="http://www.cnbc.com/id/26565293/"&gt;The Entrepreneur on CNBC&lt;/a&gt; and they had a special on the creator of &lt;a href="http://www.spanx.com/home/index.jsp"&gt;SPANX&lt;/a&gt; (which after seeing I have to check out). What I also loved about this special is it showed how a person can take an idea and turn it into a business. This also showed how those who have these businesses are the ones who give so much to the rest of their community and the world. No one gives as much as the US. I am not meaning the US government. I mean private citizens of the United States. We are a wealthy and a giving people to the rest of the world. I think that is something that is forgotten to most people. The American Dream is forgotten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At my current job and the other businesses I've been involved in (it doesn't matter the area), I've seen greater good done for the economy and for society than from what I've seen given from the politicians we have in power. I live in one of the wealthiest areas in the country and I can tell you, these areas can be the most generous as well. For one, I've seen an office grow from three people to now... over&lt;br /&gt;hundred employees in different areas of the world and now over ten locally and continuously growing. They are growing in this economy! This is not the only one that is doing to so either. From the business I started when I first moved to this area, I've known three people who are starting their own businesses on their own (I have my own as well). Now all businesses have the potential to reach the level in which companies like Microsoft or smaller, SPANX... it doesn't matter the industry. I didn't understand this idea of hording by businesses in the media. I can tell you that doesn't make any sense in the makeup of a company. There is always a need for growth. You need growth to bring in more money into the company and you need more employees to handle the growth in business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you once I have enough money to do so, the first thing I would like to do is bring in another employee. I am not unique in those regards either. With that you are pouring money into your community. You are giving someone a salary, health insurance to go to the doctor. From there the person can pay their bills, buy their groceries and in such buy other things. All which brings money into other local businesses and thus spreads money for more new jobs. Now, what greater good is there for the community at this time than this, getting others money to live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now with these businesses I see the direct correlation in creating jobs and money going into the community. Small businesses are what make US great! These businesses are what grow the economy and create jobs for our citizens. They also create jobs based on what brings in more money to the company. Not based on popular policy (which is not always economical). I've also seen from these companies (as I said before) the inspiration in creating more businesses. In small businesses you tend to learn several different aspects of how a business runs, not just the tasks of your position. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I don't agree with the idea of pouring money into the government creates jobs. I see government workers that are overpaid per their position and not always put to jobs that are necessarily beneficial. These same workers tend to be the ones who criticize the wealth of the CEOs who worked for their position (I can tell you it is long hours and the comforts they have are justified). What about the wealth of the politicians? Why is that acceptable? They were just elected. They are only there to create laws, not to create jobs. Why? BECAUSE WE DON'T BELIEVE IN COMMUNISM! Why is that? Because it fails over and over again! The Soviet Union and Cuba have shown the great economic successes of communism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am inspired by the wealth and giving nature of our people, but at the same time dumbfounded by those we give control of the airwaves and our political institutions. I think we need more inspiration for growth of the businesses our people create, and less talking down of our people and our economy. We are a great people and we seem to be loosing sight of what makes us great.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-792175403798396430?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/792175403798396430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=792175403798396430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/792175403798396430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/792175403798396430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/03/ive-never-made-dime-from-large-business.html' title='I&apos;ve never made a dime from a large business'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6912067012688445928</id><published>2009-03-07T19:38:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T20:26:08.975-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to the Emergency Room</title><content type='html'>I feel like I lost a week last week. I ended up in the emergency room last Sunday from loosing all liquids from my body from both ends at the same time. The ER was busy, but they got me on an IV quickly enough when I "got sick" in front of the nurses on multiple occasions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the day at the ER and didn't get out till past midnight when they felt I was hydrated enough to go home. From there I've been on six different medications and I think 3-4 of them are antibiotics. From all of this they are still not really sure what happened to me and what I had. It frustrates me more than anything. I found out after wards the hospital didn't even run all tests the doctor ordered to find out what I had. They just said it was an infection, and hopefully the antibiotics would take care of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since yesterday I've been able to eat normally again and I'm off the medicines that keep me constantly doped up. Now I am a little frustrated with medical care, but not exactly the way everyone else is. I am frustrated with all the barriers. There are so many excessive staff and crap you go through before seeing a doctor EVEN IF YOU ARE DYING! Now do you think that is going to get better with the government getting further involved with our health care? Now I am fortunate by location. I live in a relatively wealthy area that is not very busy. What if I was in Miami? I had a close relative that had a stroke and ended up sitting in the hallway of the ER for over six hours before seeing a doctor. He was also brought in by an ambulance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, regardless.... I still have stomach pains and I still don't have full energy yet. Hopefully I will be back to my normal self by tomorrow. I tend to be paranoid when it comes to infections and research the hell out of them. My biggest worry is that this was my pancreas. I actually had all the symptoms of pancreatitis according to my doctor. More than likely it was just an infection that the antibiotics took care of it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6912067012688445928?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6912067012688445928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6912067012688445928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6912067012688445928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6912067012688445928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/03/visit-to-emergency-room.html' title='Visit to the Emergency Room'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-2638473839943729559</id><published>2009-02-25T19:26:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-25T19:32:10.151-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with one of my pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SaXw5Jd-9PI/AAAAAAAAAHs/KIQ-NYlZScw/s1600-h/playingwithpic.2.23.09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 194px; height: 337px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SaXw5Jd-9PI/AAAAAAAAAHs/KIQ-NYlZScw/s400/playingwithpic.2.23.09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5306912600510887154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-2638473839943729559?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/2638473839943729559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=2638473839943729559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2638473839943729559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2638473839943729559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/02/playing-with-one-of-my-pictures.html' title='Playing with one of my pictures'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SaXw5Jd-9PI/AAAAAAAAAHs/KIQ-NYlZScw/s72-c/playingwithpic.2.23.09.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6667221129806435506</id><published>2009-02-22T00:51:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-23T18:30:28.675-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Birthday El!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SaD2JAjqVhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SyBMx5HlMCQ/s1600-h/EL.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 319px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SaD2JAjqVhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SyBMx5HlMCQ/s400/EL.4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305510995671275026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6667221129806435506?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6667221129806435506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6667221129806435506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6667221129806435506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6667221129806435506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/02/happy-4th-birthday-el.html' title='Happy 4th Birthday El!'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SaD2JAjqVhI/AAAAAAAAAHc/SyBMx5HlMCQ/s72-c/EL.4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5153286300032490064</id><published>2009-02-21T12:42:00.004-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T14:40:45.871-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Silencing the American Right</title><content type='html'>Most of my family and friends seem to care greatly on what is considered politically correct. I would be joking if I said I didn't think of this as well, mainly from motivation that I don't want to piss people off. What is it to be considered political correctness (PC), according to &lt;a href="http://www.merriam-webster.com/dictionary/politically+correct"&gt;Merriam-Webster&lt;/a&gt; it is, "conforming to a belief that language and practices which could offend political sensibilities (as in matters of sex or race) should be eliminated." From this it has been considered to be offensive to say anything in regards to people's race. Have you ever heard the joke, what is the first thing someone does before they tell a black joke? They look around the room in every direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this has progressed to through the years to homosexuals. The F-word has progressed from f@#k to fag. What I just did is because of being PC (but as I said I am not immune). Without people meaning to do so, there has been the elimination of free speech by the PC enforced by cultural norms. But the one that gets to me the most is people silencing and it not being PC to espouse conservative beliefs. I found myself being quiet when someone was going on about global warming and the other day when someone was insulting Bush. Why? Because if I speak out on these ideas then there will be considerable backlash, even if it with family and friends. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The news does this as well and I've seen on several occasions where in politics they will use PC to their benefit in trying to ruin public figures or silencing opposition. Look to the Huffington Post on these two political cartoons(&lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2009/02/18/new-york-post-chimp-carto_n_167841.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.huffingtonpost.com/lee-camp/how-the-new-york-post-mon_b_168199.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;). The second one was creation in parody to the first. Now, which one is really racist may I ask? I personally didn't see this as racist at all especially after &lt;a href="http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/29309087/"&gt;this &lt;/a&gt;story about the chimp. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was a classic attempt to silence political opposition which is a constant problem with our media and with those with "progressive" beliefs, which are typically the same that are PC. There is a major problem with this especially when it comes to our political leaders and the main stream media going along with these tactics. What is this country without true political debate and what are we if we have a media that tries to make anyone who criticizes our president seem equivalent to racists or bigots? I do fear for the direction our country is going. The silencing of a point of view of half of the country is a problem. Obama didn't win with a significant majority and regardless of attacks of Limbaugh and Coulter, they do still have many fans. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe regardless of the standards upheld by political correctness that if we do not voice or beliefs, what is right and wrong, that our souls are in danger if not the fabric of our society. This is especially true when such standards start to be upheld by the government, which unfortunately &lt;a href="http://canadafreepress.com/index.php/article/8555"&gt;isn't too far from the truth&lt;/a&gt; (funny I have to go a paper from outside the US for this).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5153286300032490064?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5153286300032490064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5153286300032490064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5153286300032490064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5153286300032490064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/02/silencing-american-right.html' title='Silencing the American Right'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8114160558035997343</id><published>2009-02-17T18:18:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-17T18:42:45.635-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Needles</title><content type='html'>I spent the morning having blood drawn. Have you ever had glucose tolerance test? That is a nightmare for anyone who is scared of needles. They have to take blood three times in two hours. By the end both of my arms were sore. The technicians always tell me how I need to drink more water. I have been cursed with a phobia I think I picked up from an &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Eye_of_the_Beholder"&gt;episode from the Twilight Zone&lt;/a&gt; and bad veins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SZtYQLmkQpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xyKkrBBmXa0/s1600-h/pigface1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SZtYQLmkQpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xyKkrBBmXa0/s320/pigface1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5303930021174592146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just have resolved never to look at the needle rather if it is me or anyone else having blood drawn. Regardless, I can't help but feel faint by the time I get back in the car to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily there is not much more to endure of infertility testing. I have one more x-ray to go. God help me, I hope this helps to something. Now this is enough for me. I have had a headache and can't bear staring at this screen anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8114160558035997343?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8114160558035997343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8114160558035997343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8114160558035997343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8114160558035997343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/02/needles.html' title='Needles'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SZtYQLmkQpI/AAAAAAAAAG4/xyKkrBBmXa0/s72-c/pigface1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7544309377147534941</id><published>2009-02-16T18:56:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-16T19:24:40.225-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorter Posts, Happy President's Day</title><content type='html'>I figured out if I do not do quick posts I will not post at all. No reason other than time during the day. I wonder how any full time worker can keep one of these things up unless this is part of your job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a couple of things that I wanted to bring up of interest. One, happy President's Day! I thought &lt;a href="http://www.google.com/hostednews/ap/article/ALeqM5jiXHRtcLfWce8eYzFk2hXLLQUVqwD96C6GV01"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt; was interesting. So historians can accurately say how our president who just left office is ranked with all other presidents in history? There is too much political beliefs imposed on this... Especially with Roosevelt's ranking. I am also surprised that any president is ranked over our President Washington. Without Washington leaving office we would not have the tradition of the presidency in the first place, he left after two terms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another, I had an idea to post on my upbringing and how I turned out with ideals opposite to my parents. My brother is very liberal and I am very conservative. But, now I am watching a program on the McCain campaign and conservatives in the country... Of course, I don't think of those who support McCain with fervor as very strong conservatives. I am waiting for them to show everyone as idiots. We will see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talk to you later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7544309377147534941?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7544309377147534941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7544309377147534941' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7544309377147534941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7544309377147534941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/02/shorter-posts-happy-presidents-day.html' title='Shorter Posts, Happy President&apos;s Day'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-1705605295744244724</id><published>2009-02-01T21:11:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T21:39:31.357-06:00</updated><title type='text'>No more in vitro</title><content type='html'>Now to another subject that effects me personally and I hate that I find out just now. The Vatican reaffirmed its stance on fertility issues, and &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/international/international_story.php?id=31049"&gt;confirmed their stance against in vitro fertilization&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have found this out after my first appointment with a reproductive endocrinologist and also in discussing in vitro as an option (with all others failing of course). Thankfully it seemed I would have had more options before this anyway. First I have to check if there is anything else other than that and we also have other fertility options before we get to this. The reason I made it this far is because of my PCOS and my use of Clomid already about 3-4 times without success. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I don't feel broken up about this. I never wished to do anything immoral when it came to starting my family. I wouldn't have thought to look it up so soon if it wasn't for &lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/northamerica/usa/4413804/Mother-of-octuplets-had-all-her-14-children-by-IVF.html"&gt;the mother who just had eight babies after already having six&lt;/a&gt;. I could not imagine being in her place and I wonder how she is going to do this as a single mother. Of course, there is always the possibility that she could be picked up by TLC. That brings up the point of some of these methods of fertility treatment do seem rather questionable in thier techniques. I had thought before that as long as you use all eggs that invitro would be appropriate, but that is not the case. Also, there is the high possibility that I would be in the place as this women (except not single). John and Kate plus eight is not my idea of an ideal family. I just wish to have a child. I will do with whatever God provides for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I trying one other option. I am seeing if a doctor will let me do this weight loss procedure. It isn't bypass or lapband (I don't weight enough for that). It is something new. I will write more on it if I decide to go forward with it. This may give me a healthier pregnancy and a possibility at a perfectly natural one. I pray that it works.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-1705605295744244724?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/1705605295744244724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=1705605295744244724' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1705605295744244724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1705605295744244724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/02/no-more-in-vitro.html' title='No more in vitro'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8903558307779091725</id><published>2009-01-24T17:06:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T20:33:24.602-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Obama's first few days</title><content type='html'>Here are the &lt;a href="http://www.whitehouse.gov/briefing_room/executive_orders/"&gt;Executive Orders and Memoranda&lt;/a&gt; that Obama passed in the first few days:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Ethics Commitments by Executive Branch Personnel&lt;br /&gt;2. Presidential Records &lt;br /&gt;3. Freedom of Information Act &lt;br /&gt;4. Pay Freeze &lt;br /&gt;5. Transparency and Open Government&lt;br /&gt;6. Review and Disposition of Individuals Detained at the Guantanamo Bay Naval Base and Closure of Detention Facilities &lt;br /&gt;7. Review of Detention Policy Options &lt;br /&gt;8. Ensuring Lawful Interrogations&lt;br /&gt;9. Review of the Detention of &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ali_Saleh_Kahlah_al-Marri"&gt;Ali Saleh Kahlah al-Marri&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Mexico City Policy and Assistance for Voluntary Population Planning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could only find all of the orders listed on the site for the executive branch. Now #10 is one that I found most interesting. Obama waited until Friday to sign off on this memoranda with hardly any coverage while everything else was signed publically on Wednesday and Thursday. I found out about this by reading &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/"&gt;Catholic.org&lt;/a&gt; and I have been genuinely waiting and watching to see what Obama would do. Especially since hearing about Guantanamo Bay being closed I have been worried about President Obama's decisions. Now our federal tax dollars are being used to assist with abortions around the world while our president is being praised for his humanitarian efforts? That truley makes no sense to me. Why is abortion so important to some women? Is having a baby that bad? I've thought that before dealing with my own infertility. I feel angry that so many are so eager to commit this mortal sin and act as if it is something we can &lt;a href="http://www.tucsoncitizen.com/ss/fromcomments/107669.php"&gt;compromise on&lt;/a&gt;. Christians see abortion as the same as murder, there really is no room for compromise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now in regards to Guantananamo-Bay, this order scares me. This is where we keep suspectecd terrorists! My question is where are they putting these guys? I sure would not want them near my place or near any of my family even if they are in prison. Why? Prisoners escape! These would be especially dangerous. You have to know there is something wrong when &lt;a href="http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/breakingnews/world/view/20090124-185280/Chavez-welcomes-Guantanamo-Bay-closure"&gt;Chavez commends you on anything&lt;/a&gt;.  The only idea I can slightly agree with is suggested &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2009/01/24/us/politics/24intel.html?hp"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, reopen Alcatraz. At least with Alcatraz there is a cold body of water between them and us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that is it for me now. Let's see what will happen next.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8903558307779091725?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8903558307779091725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8903558307779091725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8903558307779091725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8903558307779091725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/01/obamas-first-few-days.html' title='Obama&apos;s first few days'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7255288793691388438</id><published>2009-01-21T20:31:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:23:09.322-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Our new president</title><content type='html'>I was told to post quickly before people may think I'm an Obama supporter from the previous post. I assumed that my stance would be obvious, but I will go on. I've found this worship of our new president quite disturbing honestly. I haven't seen this with any previous presidents. I've watched as much coverage as my job allows and was able to catch the inauguration speech in my car getting lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think if he started requiring worship of everyone we would see people bowing to him chanting "All Hail Obama". Seriously, does this not disturb anyone else? This is stuff that usually only appears in third world countries or dictatorships. That is why I put up the poster on the previous post. The poster looks more like something for Hitler or Lenin. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One great thing about our country is that we don't all agree. I respect President Obama as our new president, but that does not mean that all other views died. He did not win an overwhelming majority as the press publishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, was anyone disgusted at people booing at Bush and the blatant disrespect given as he left office? He wasn't my favorite president ever, but he was still a good president. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, those are one of my few frustrations recently. I have to go to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7255288793691388438?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7255288793691388438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7255288793691388438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7255288793691388438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7255288793691388438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/01/our-new-president.html' title='Our new president'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6399126899236348098</id><published>2009-01-20T22:11:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2009-01-21T21:24:42.741-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Inaguration Speech</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SXaiJrZNyHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T5tBrk9v-T0/s1600-h/barack-is-hope.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SXaiJrZNyHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T5tBrk9v-T0/s320/barack-is-hope.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5293596699171604594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Above is a poster from Obama/Biden Campaign I saw multiple locations. Below is the inaugeration speech of our 44th president, President Obama (&lt;a href="http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20090120/ap_on_go_pr_wh/inauguration_obama_text"&gt;source&lt;/a&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;My fellow citizens:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stand here today humbled by the task before us, grateful for the trust you have bestowed, mindful of the sacrifices borne by our ancestors. I thank President Bush for his service to our nation, as well as the generosity and cooperation he has shown throughout this transition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forty-four Americans have now taken the presidential oath. The words have been spoken during rising tides of prosperity and the still waters of peace. Yet, every so often the oath is taken amidst gathering clouds and raging storms. At these moments, America has carried on not simply because of the skill or vision of those in high office, but because we the people have remained faithful to the ideals of our forebears, and true to our founding documents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it has been. So it must be with this generation of Americans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That we are in the midst of crisis is now well understood. Our nation is at war, against a far-reaching network of violence and hatred. Our economy is badly weakened, a consequence of greed and irresponsibility on the part of some, but also our collective failure to make hard choices and prepare the nation for a new age. Homes have been lost; jobs shed; businesses shuttered. Our health care is too costly; our schools fail too many; and each day brings further evidence that the ways we use energy strengthen our adversaries and threaten our planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the indicators of crisis, subject to data and statistics. Less measurable but no less profound is a sapping of confidence across our land — a nagging fear that America's decline is inevitable, and that the next generation must lower its sights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I say to you that the challenges we face are real. They are serious and they are many. They will not be met easily or in a short span of time. But know this, America — they will be met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, we gather because we have chosen hope over fear, unity of purpose over conflict and discord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On this day, we come to proclaim an end to the petty grievances and false promises, the recriminations and worn out dogmas, that for far too long have strangled our politics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We remain a young nation, but in the words of Scripture, the time has come to set aside childish things. The time has come to reaffirm our enduring spirit; to choose our better history; to carry forward that precious gift, that noble idea, passed on from generation to generation: the God-given promise that all are equal, all are free and all deserve a chance to pursue their full measure of happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In reaffirming the greatness of our nation, we understand that greatness is never a given. It must be earned. Our journey has never been one of shortcuts or settling for less. It has not been the path for the faint-hearted — for those who prefer leisure over work, or seek only the pleasures of riches and fame. Rather, it has been the risk-takers, the doers, the makers of things — some celebrated but more often men and women obscure in their labor, who have carried us up the long, rugged path towards prosperity and freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us, they packed up their few worldly possessions and traveled across oceans in search of a new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us, they toiled in sweatshops and settled the West; endured the lash of the whip and plowed the hard earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For us, they fought and died, in places like Concord and Gettysburg; Normandy and Khe Sanh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and again these men and women struggled and sacrificed and worked till their hands were raw so that we might live a better life. They saw America as bigger than the sum of our individual ambitions; greater than all the differences of birth or wealth or faction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the journey we continue today. We remain the most prosperous, powerful nation on Earth. Our workers are no less productive than when this crisis began. Our minds are no less inventive, our goods and services no less needed than they were last week or last month or last year. Our capacity remains undiminished. But our time of standing pat, of protecting narrow interests and putting off unpleasant decisions — that time has surely passed. Starting today, we must pick ourselves up, dust ourselves off, and begin again the work of remaking America.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For everywhere we look, there is work to be done. The state of the economy calls for action, bold and swift, and we will act — not only to create new jobs, but to lay a new foundation for growth. We will build the roads and bridges, the electric grids and digital lines that feed our commerce and bind us together. We will restore science to its rightful place, and wield technology's wonders to raise health care's quality and lower its cost. We will harness the sun and the winds and the soil to fuel our cars and run our factories. And we will transform our schools and colleges and universities to meet the demands of a new age. All this we can do. All this we will do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, there are some who question the scale of our ambitions — who suggest that our system cannot tolerate too many big plans. Their memories are short. For they have forgotten what this country has already done; what free men and women can achieve when imagination is joined to common purpose, and necessity to courage. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the cynics fail to understand is that the ground has shifted beneath them — that the stale political arguments that have consumed us for so long no longer apply. The question we ask today is not whether our government is too big or too small, but whether it works — whether it helps families find jobs at a decent wage, care they can afford, a retirement that is dignified. Where the answer is yes, we intend to move forward. Where the answer is no, programs will end. Those of us who manage the public's dollars will be held to account — to spend wisely, reform bad habits, and do our business in the light of day — because only then can we restore the vital trust between a people and their government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nor is the question before us whether the market is a force for good or ill. Its power to generate wealth and expand freedom is unmatched, but this crisis has reminded us that without a watchful eye, the market can spin out of control — and that a nation cannot prosper long when it favors only the prosperous. The success of our economy has always depended not just on the size of our gross domestic product, but on the reach of our prosperity; on our ability to extend opportunity to every willing heart — not out of charity, but because it is the surest route to our common good. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for our common defense, we reject as false the choice between our safety and our ideals. Our founding fathers ... our found fathers, faced with perils we can scarcely imagine, drafted a charter to assure the rule of law and the rights of man, a charter expanded by the blood of generations. Those ideals still light the world, and we will not give them up for expedience's sake. And so to all the other peoples and governments who are watching today, from the grandest capitals to the small village where my father was born: know that America is a friend of each nation and every man, woman, and child who seeks a future of peace and dignity, and that we are ready to lead once more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recall that earlier generations faced down fascism and communism not just with missiles and tanks, but with sturdy alliances and enduring convictions. They understood that our power alone cannot protect us, nor does it entitle us to do as we please. Instead, they knew that our power grows through its prudent use; our security emanates from the justness of our cause, the force of our example, the tempering qualities of humility and restraint. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the keepers of this legacy. Guided by these principles once more, we can meet those new threats that demand even greater effort — even greater cooperation and understanding between nations. We will begin to responsibly leave Iraq to its people, and forge a hard-earned peace in Afghanistan. With old friends and former foes, we will work tirelessly to lessen the nuclear threat, and roll back the specter of a warming planet. We will not apologize for our way of life, nor will we waver in its defense, and for those who seek to advance their aims by inducing terror and slaughtering innocents, we say to you now that our spirit is stronger and cannot be broken; you cannot outlast us, and we will defeat you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For we know that our patchwork heritage is a strength, not a weakness. We are a nation of Christians and Muslims, Jews and Hindus — and non-believers. We are shaped by every language and culture, drawn from every end of this Earth; and because we have tasted the bitter swill of civil war and segregation, and emerged from that dark chapter stronger and more united, we cannot help but believe that the old hatreds shall someday pass; that the lines of tribe shall soon dissolve; that as the world grows smaller, our common humanity shall reveal itself; and that America must play its role in ushering in a new era of peace. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the Muslim world, we seek a new way forward, based on mutual interest and mutual respect. To those leaders around the globe who seek to sow conflict, or blame their society's ills on the West — know that your people will judge you on what you can build, not what you destroy. To those who cling to power through corruption and deceit and the silencing of dissent, know that you are on the wrong side of history; but that we will extend a hand if you are willing to unclench your fist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To the people of poor nations, we pledge to work alongside you to make your farms flourish and let clean waters flow; to nourish starved bodies and feed hungry minds. And to those nations like ours that enjoy relative plenty, we say we can no longer afford indifference to the suffering outside our borders; nor can we consume the world's resources without regard to effect. For the world has changed, and we must change with it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we consider the road that unfolds before us, we remember with humble gratitude those brave Americans who, at this very hour, patrol far-off deserts and distant mountains. They have something to tell us, just as the fallen heroes who lie in Arlington whisper through the ages. We honor them not only because they are guardians of our liberty, but because they embody the spirit of service; a willingness to find meaning in something greater than themselves. And yet, at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — it is precisely this spirit that must inhabit us all. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For as much as government can do and must do, it is ultimately the faith and determination of the American people upon which this nation relies. It is the kindness to take in a stranger when the levees break, the selflessness of workers who would rather cut their hours than see a friend lose their job which sees us through our darkest hours. It is the firefighter's courage to storm a stairway filled with smoke, but also a parent's willingness to nurture a child, that finally decides our fate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our challenges may be new. The instruments with which we meet them may be new. But those values upon which our success depends — hard work and honesty, courage and fair play, tolerance and curiosity, loyalty and patriotism — these things are old. These things are true. They have been the quiet force of progress throughout our history. What is demanded then is a return to these truths. What is required of us now is a new era of responsibility — a recognition, on the part of every American, that we have duties to ourselves, our nation, and the world, duties that we do not grudgingly accept but rather seize gladly, firm in the knowledge that there is nothing so satisfying to the spirit, so defining of our character, than giving our all to a difficult task. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the price and the promise of citizenship. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the source of our confidence — the knowledge that God calls on us to shape an uncertain destiny. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the meaning of our liberty and our creed — why men and women and children of every race and every faith can join in celebration across this magnificent Mall, and why a man whose father less than sixty years ago might not have been served at a local restaurant can now stand before you to take a most sacred oath. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So let us mark this day with remembrance, of who we are and how far we have traveled. In the year of America's birth, in the coldest of months, a small band of patriots huddled by dying campfires on the shores of an icy river. The capital was abandoned. The enemy was advancing. The snow was stained with blood. At a moment when the outcome of our revolution was most in doubt, the father of our nation ordered these words be read to the people: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Let it be told to the future world ... that in the depth of winter, when nothing but hope and virtue could survive...that the city and the country, alarmed at one common danger, came forth to meet (it)." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;America, in the face of our common dangers, in this winter of our hardship, let us remember these timeless words. With hope and virtue, let us brave once more the icy currents, and endure what storms may come. Let it be said by our children's children that when we were tested we refused to let this journey end, that we did not turn back nor did we falter; and with eyes fixed on the horizon and God's grace upon us, we carried forth that great gift of freedom and delivered it safely to future generations. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you. God bless you. And God bless the United States of America.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6399126899236348098?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6399126899236348098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6399126899236348098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6399126899236348098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6399126899236348098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2009/01/inaugeration-speech.html' title='Inaguration Speech'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SXaiJrZNyHI/AAAAAAAAAGw/T5tBrk9v-T0/s72-c/barack-is-hope.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7008829881446042757</id><published>2008-11-23T12:22:00.002-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T12:30:51.456-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Human Freedom and Christ's Kingship</title><content type='html'>Here is a message from the pope I thought good to post today. &lt;a href="http://www.catholic.org/international/international_story.php?id=30696"&gt;Here is the link&lt;/a&gt; to the article on Catholic.org. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"He is the king of the entire universe," the pope said, "but the critical point, the place where his kingdom is at risk, is our heart, because there God encounters our freedom. We, and not only we ourselves, can block him from reigning over us, and can therefore pose obstacles to his reign over the world: over the family, over society, over history. We men and women have the ability to choose with whom to ally ourselves: with Christ and his angels, or with the devil and his followers, to use the language of the Gospel itself. It is up to us to decide whether to practice justice or iniquity, whether to embrace love and forgiveness or vengeance and murderous hatred.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Our personal salvation depends on this, but also the salvation of the world. This is why Jesus wants to include us in his reign, this is why he invites us to collaborate with the coming of his Kingdom of love, of justice and peace. It is up to us to respond to him, not with words, but with actions: by choosing the way of practical and generous love toward our neighbor, we permit Him to extend his lordship over time and space."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for the moment of judgment, "the Son of Man in his glory, surrounded by his angels, acts like the shepherd who separates the sheep from the goats, putting the just on his right and the wicked on his left. He invites the just to enter into the inheritance prepared for them from eternity, while he condemns the wicked to the eternal fire, prepared for the devil and for the other rebel angels. The criterion of judgment is decisive. This criterion is love, practical charity toward our neighbor, especially toward the 'least,' the people in the greatest difficulty: hungry, thirsty, strangers, naked, sick, in prison. The king solemnly declares to all that what they have done or not done toward the least, they have done or not done to Him. This means that Christ identifies himself with his 'least brethren,' and the final judgment will be the reckoning of what has already taken place in earthly life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Dear brothers and sisters," Benedict XVI concluded, "this is what is important to God. He does not care about historical royalty, but wants to reign in the hearts of persons, and from there over the world." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In mass today they had the reading was &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+25:31-46"&gt;Mathew 25:31-46&lt;/a&gt;. Hope everyone has a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7008829881446042757?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7008829881446042757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7008829881446042757' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7008829881446042757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7008829881446042757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/11/human-freedom-and-christs-kingship.html' title='Human Freedom and Christ&apos;s Kingship'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7781561278322119076</id><published>2008-11-08T20:32:00.006-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:31:08.217-06:00</updated><title type='text'>This election and the Republican base</title><content type='html'>For better or for worse the country has elected a new President to start off his term in the new year. No suprise on my part as to the outcome and when it came down to it, I was not horribly dissappointed either. I still have great faith in our country and pray for it's leaders. I do pray that they make sound and moral decisions and that this nation made the right decision in the end. This does not mean that I will be singing the praises of our first African American President. I am a realist and the color of his skin really does not matter to me. I find that supporting someone based on the color of their skin versus their merits is a backward step for any who do believe racism is a problem in this country. I personally believe that this country has many good people and racism was really overplayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have read of the need of reorganization of the Republican Party. Some believe in the return to the party of Reagan while others believe in the progression and moderation of the party. This election does prove that the party needs to go to principles that the American people believe in or I believe it's popularity will continue to fade. I do listen to Glenn Beck and Rush Limbaugh most days when work allows, and I have to say that it was a rarity to find an avid McCain supporter. That was why McCain lost: people firmly believed in Obama in the democratic party, the Republicans knew that they did not want Obama and thus voted for McCain out of necessity. I believe many dropped their support for the Republican party as McCain bashed conservative religious leaders at the first of the campaign. It took McCain's choice of Sarah Palin for me to back him, but that was from my morbid hope that somehow she would have taken countrol of presidency sometime during the following four years. For many others, I am sure that was not enough. McCain is far from a populist and is an honorable man, which is why I respect him, but he also is no conservative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now my view is to sit back and see what happens to the party. If it returns to it's religious conservative base then I may vote with them again, but if this party's leaders go further to the left I will be looking elsewhere for leadership and I am not speaking of the democratic party either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7781561278322119076?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7781561278322119076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7781561278322119076' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7781561278322119076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7781561278322119076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/11/this-election-and-republican-base.html' title='This election and the Republican base'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8288931207141701227</id><published>2008-11-03T07:03:00.003-06:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T07:14:31.663-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom of Choice Act</title><content type='html'>I want to point people's attention to &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/163896"&gt;an article&lt;/a&gt; that was sent to me today. This caused me to look up the &lt;a href="http://www.govtrack.us/congress/billtext.xpd?bill=h110-1964"&gt;Freedom of Choice Act&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also found it on Barack Obama's site, you can google it:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;When South Dakota passed a law banning all abortions in a direct effort to have Roe overruled, I was the only candidate for President to raise money to help the citizens of South Dakota repeal that law. When anti-choice protesters blocked the opening of an Illinois Planned Parenthood clinic in a community where affordable health care is in short supply, I was the only candidate for President who spoke out against it. And I will continue to defend this right by passing the &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Freedom of Choice Act&lt;/span&gt; as president.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please read the bill yourself from what I linked to above. Here are some interesting facts that I came across that this &lt;a href="http://www.thebulletin.us/site/index.cfm?newsid=20183831&amp;BRD=2737&amp;PAG=461&amp;dept_id=576361&amp;rfi=8"&gt;bill would impose&lt;/a&gt; on the American people:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Michael Moses, legal analyst of the United States Council of Catholic Bishops called it a "radical measure" that will "go way beyond Roe [vs. Wade]." The language is so sweeping that it will wipe out any state's "conscience" clause, which is the law that allows hospitals, doctors and nurses to abstain from taking part in abortion for reasons of conscience. If abortion is a "fundamental right", according to FOCA, then every hospital must provide it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come across more than one article that states that there is no longer room for &lt;a href="http://www.frc.org/get.cfm?i=IS08G02"&gt;conscientious objection based on religious belief&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Maryland, Freedom of Choice-type legislation has been on the books since 1991. Since that time, Maryland law has provided for abortion on demand even late in pregnancy, granted abortionists immunity from legal action, allowed abortionists the discretion to perform abortions on minors without notifying a parent, and denied health care workers the right to refuse to make abortion referrals as a matter of conscience.[13] This has not led to a reduction of abortions in the state, but appears to actually have had the adverse effect of increasing the abortion rate in Maryland.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there is a question of how many hospitals this will close and also how many quality health care providers will have to choose between their medical license or their faith. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please think of these things before voting for Obama. For someone like me, this trumps everything. If McCain was a supporter of this bill and I agreed with everything else he supported, I still could not vote for him. The protection of life is of utmost importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/163896/page/3"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;, which I linked to in the first of the post as well had a quote I think every Catholic and everyone who supports Obama should read:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Pro-life Catholics will face different, if equally grave, dilemmas. The bishops already find themselves defending the Catholic integrity of Catholic hospitals under pressures from state governments; those pressures, as well as pressures on doctors and other Catholic health-care professionals, will increase in an Obama administration, especially if FOCA succeeds in knocking down state conscience-clause protections for Catholic health-care providers and institutions. And should an Obama administration reintroduce large-scale federal funding of abortion, the bishops will have to confront a grave moral question they have managed to avoid for decades, thanks to the Hyde amendment: does the payment of federal taxes that go to support abortion constitute a form of moral complicity in an "intrinsic evil"? And if so, what should the conscientious Catholic citizen do?&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8288931207141701227?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8288931207141701227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8288931207141701227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8288931207141701227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8288931207141701227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/11/freedom-of-choice-act.html' title='Freedom of Choice Act'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-2461435253528690391</id><published>2008-11-01T08:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:38:22.552-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New iPhone</title><content type='html'>I had the instinct till yesterday. I got the phone the day it came out. Well, I have to admit I had problems with it since the day it came out. Still, there were certain things I liked about it. For instance, downloading and playing music with the instinct is one of it's best fetures, and typing is very easy with the instinct (I could use my fingernails which I can't with the iPhone). Other than that the phone lacked the ability to multitask. If I had a text come in and my phone wrang then it would freeze. Voicemail always caused it to freeze especially when you had several in your recently missed application that popped up. For that reason it is a horrible business tool. Blackberry still has no competition there. Lastly, the battery life was horrible. I had to change the battery two to three times a day depending on how much I used it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have the iPhone. This is my first day to use it and I have to say if this posts then this is something the instinct never let me do. Blogger didn't work on it. The typing function isn't too bad with the autocorrect function, but I still wish I could use my nails. I do know already the Internet browser is better here. I am going to have to test the mail. I have 4 email accounts I use regularly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will have to get back to you on which is better. I just got the new phone because I hate Sprint. I just want to let you know you can have multiple lines, a business account, be a preferred customer and their customer service will still be rude. Now I just hope this product is better and that ATT is as well. Till next time!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-2461435253528690391?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/2461435253528690391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=2461435253528690391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2461435253528690391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2461435253528690391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/11/new-iphone.html' title='New iPhone'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-9008792759761430410</id><published>2008-10-27T19:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T21:33:43.992-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Others "Why I support McCain"</title><content type='html'>To go along with the last post I decided to look up on Google blog search "why I support McCain." Just for the hell of it. Same type of thing as the last. Here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blogger supports McCain because of his past military service to country, shows a motivation of desire to serve the country currently, he stands for his core principles, he believes life begins at conception, believes in winning war against terrorism and others (long post and hard to put into one sentence).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.  Blogger stated he supports McCain for he effectively argues against leftist arguments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.  Blogger supports McCain because of being prolife, service to country, supporting sanctity of marriage, supporting home schooling, morals, and preserving American Heritage.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.  Blogger supports McCain because of upholding human dignity and right to human life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.  Blogger supports McCain because he understands basics of our economy, because of his leadership capabilities in fighting corruption, and experience to lead our country and will not be pushed around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6.  Blogger supports McCain because everyone's taxes will be lower and McCain's health care bill is cheaper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.  Blogger said that McCain was able to stand up against Reagan with the Beirut Barracks bombing. (I have to admit I don't remember that one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8.  Blogger said they support McCain because he is a hero and that the blogger respects honor over reputation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Blogger said they understand that we can't pull out of Iraq too quickly and feels safer with McCain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10.  Blogger said they believe McCain is lead more by Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for bed, so I will follow up further on yesterday's post and today's post tomorrow. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-9008792759761430410?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/9008792759761430410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=9008792759761430410' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/9008792759761430410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/9008792759761430410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/10/others-why-i-support-mccain.html' title='Others &quot;Why I support McCain&quot;'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4774694170301838415</id><published>2008-10-26T13:30:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:00:53.422-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Others "Why I support Obama"</title><content type='html'>I've been trying to find why people are supporting Barak Obama. I did google blog search of "Why I support Obama" because I didn't want to get news (and skipped over news blogs). I am not going to post the blogs that came up because I don't wish for the particular bloggers to think I am attacking them individually (people really get personal about this stuff). I also did not use any blogs I am linked to currently. This is the views of ten bloggers in their individual posts:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Blogger doesn't believe in the Zionists&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Blogger believes in socialized medicine, believes in "spreading the wealth", taking troops out of an illegal war, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Blogger believes Obama will be a liberal supporter of Israel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Blogger says they like Obama's message of "hope" and "change", to clarify, hope of improvement from Bush and change from negative politics from McCain and Palin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Blogger believes because Obama was a Constitutional Law Professor that he will uphold and defend the Constitution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Blogger supports Obama because of his disability plan listed on his site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Blogger said that he has temperament of leader, wants to bring us together, he is young, energetic and slow to anger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Blogger says because the war is based on lies, because of Republicans terrorizing us saying they are the only ones who can protect United States, abortion, and they don't like Sarah Palin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Blogger is a veteran who supports bringing an end to the Iraq War and that Obama brings renewed patriotism and hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Blogger believes in Obama economic plan, in foriegn affairs, and coming from multicultural background will be good for the US. I believe the blogger is saying that they like how Obama is mixture of east and western cultures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was done out of real curiosity. I have not had someone give me reasons for their support of this candidate. I have received answers like 4, 7, 8 (very common). I have to admit that 1 and 3 is amusing that I got that.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I will have to continue this post at another time, so no depth, I have to drive home and will have no internet there. So till the next time I have internet!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4774694170301838415?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4774694170301838415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4774694170301838415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4774694170301838415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4774694170301838415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/10/others-why-i-support-obama.html' title='Others &quot;Why I support Obama&quot;'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7339385516703772827</id><published>2008-10-24T10:38:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T17:20:42.773-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Short Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FTm5rp8r6fE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FTm5rp8r6fE&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zt6JWzBqLWs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zt6JWzBqLWs&amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this article about a woman who had a &lt;a href="http://ap.google.com/article/ALeqM5iidrMKZwVNDDlEtkssY6t1xxhg9QD940EL380"&gt;"B" carved on her face&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can only use the computer while working, so I'm not going to put up much at this time. You can make your own judgement on these. I am just appauled by actions of radicals in this country. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll write later:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;UPDATE:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha, it seems the girl carved the "B" on her own face. Freakin' people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7339385516703772827?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7339385516703772827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7339385516703772827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7339385516703772827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7339385516703772827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/10/short-post.html' title='Short Post'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5667679516062128552</id><published>2008-09-16T21:46:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-16T22:04:49.872-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Immigration and Palin (again)</title><content type='html'>I have to say that much that I have heard about Palin has been on personal level and her social conservative stances. What about in other areas. For instance, what is her stance on immigration? Do they even have a problem with this in Alaska?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now McCain did hit a hot ticket when it comes to someone relating to the rest of the country with energy, but immigration is hardly heard of and that worries me. I looked it up and there is article after article that says that she is silent in that arena. This is a big deal in Florida. There are protesters every weekend in my area from the policies of having a "sanctuary city."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What does this mean? We have an under class in this society. This is almost like an unspeakables, I think that is in Indian culture but I am not sure. These are people that are brought to this country (believe me they could not make it to my area otherwise, they ride bikes for transportation), for no other reason to be servers. Supposedly to do work that whites will not, though I saw them do the same jobs not too many years ago. They have no rights as citizens and they will not because of thier status. How are they different from slaves? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now the argument is that this is better than their country. Now I am sure it is, but how will they ever make their country better if they are not there. We work for our country, why can't they work for theirs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay enough of that, I meant to write on Palin and not immigration. Basically, I am not completely sold. This is even with Sean Hannity and Rush Limbaugh seeming to be perfectly behind her and other strong conservatives. I think the reason I am not mainly is because I have never seen McCain as a conservative and I don't understand how just picking her makes him one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will he actually take a more conservative stance? Or is he just using her to bring in the votes? I should be happy with just her, but I need to see more of her to decide and see more of her without just constant attacks. Can't people just ask her questions without attacking her? I have lost faith in the media long ago, but I keep watching with hope to get some accurate information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough ranting I am about to fall over in exhaustion. Drank night quill before writing this and my eyes are growing heavier and heavier. Surprised I can get coherent thoughts out. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5667679516062128552?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5667679516062128552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5667679516062128552' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5667679516062128552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5667679516062128552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/09/immigration-and-palin-again.html' title='Immigration and Palin (again)'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-9090643974610833214</id><published>2008-09-14T15:51:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T17:23:38.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hurricane Ike</title><content type='html'>I've been on and off the phone with my parents since Ike hit. I'm sure you've heard that the entire Houston metropolitan area is without power. I've been trying to talk them into going to Central Texas to stay with my brother, but they insist on riding this one out at home. Though no power, the school has power for air conditioning and my dad doesn't feel like in getting caught on the road with everyone else leaving the area. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So hopefully the electric companies can get everything together soon. I thank God not too many problems have occurred otherwise. Their home is fine, but they aren't close to the coast. I do pray for those who lost more to the storm. Thankfully not too many lives were lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they get a sort of break tonight, a cold front.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've been focusing on getting information to my parents. They haven't been through a hurricane since the 60s, but they seem okay. Cleaning out the pool and barbecuing. My only experience was &lt;a href="http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2005/08/hurricane-katrina.html"&gt;Katrina&lt;/a&gt; and thankfully we have been good so far this season in my area in Florida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But other than problems with those idiots who didn't evacuate in the mandatory evacuation zones, Texas seems so far to be handling this well enough. Let's see how long it takes to get the electricity back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-9090643974610833214?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/9090643974610833214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=9090643974610833214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/9090643974610833214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/9090643974610833214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/09/hurricane-ike.html' title='Hurricane Ike'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8983140712741999893</id><published>2008-09-08T18:16:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-08T21:27:37.669-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Palin and the Conservative Base</title><content type='html'>One of my Aunt's who I consider a strong conservative woman told me when Hillary was first running for president about how she had girls who said that they would not vote for her based on the fact that they didn't think a woman could be a president. For that reason, she felt she should. I heard that argument more than one time, as I am sure that same reasoning has been used on several occasions for more than one candidate during this election. At that time. I didn't say anything in response. I was actually quite surprised that she was taking quite an emotional stance on who she wants to be president. I did have another woman in my family tell me the other day that she would still be writing in Hillary. It was the only logical choice she could think of. For what reason? She would be a woman president. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I heard of Sarah Palin the first time I really didn't know what to think. I had heard Rush Limbaugh one afternoon mention her in passing, but other than that, what regular working American knows of the governor of Alaska unless you would happen to be from that area? I went ahead and listened to her acceptance speech and read up on her. Basically, I wanted to know as much as I could on her. Though I have to say that my initial response was excitement. I heard another woman say a similar thing on the radio today, don't remember the show, that she understood the emotional response to Obama for the first time. Here was someone that a regular woman could relate too. Not a former first lady that wears nothing but pant suits. No this is a woman with a family who actually built up a political career. She did so with doing what she THOUGHT WAS RIGHT as well, not what was popular. Initial response was quite exciting. I have to admit there was an emotional response to this. I expected possibly a similar response from others. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I called around and I watched for response. But it wasn't there. Those who say that they vote for Hillary because she was a woman responded that they would not vote for just any woman that McCain through their way. They wouldn't vote for an inexperienced woman that he could throw out. She was no different from what was of the regular administration today. That this was a weak attempt to persuade women to vote for McCain. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These women were lying to themselves and to me when they said that they were voting for a woman. They were voting for a woman of their generation and of the old liberal and populist ideals. They still would never consider a strong conservative woman with love of her family and her country as one that could rise to power. That very much goes against everything they believe in. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to say I can't believe the response to McCain and Palin ticket, but I can. It is still an emotional and socialist attack. When I look more at the pick for Palin, I don't think there is anyway that this was an attempt to get to the feminists or the women who were going to vote for Hilary. No, McCain should be close enough to the stance of Hilary to do that on his own. This was an attempt to gather up his base.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone of the Republican Party's regular base were waiting and wanting for McCain to give them something, anything to show that he was not taking the Republican Party in the same way as the Democratic one. Yet time after time he was disowning conservatives and giving into the ideas of the left. This is shown in him still stating in his belief in climate change problems and his stance on immigration (which I am still curious of what Palin has to say on this). Every conservative thought he would pick another left leaning Republican, then bye bye base. They/we aren't exactly loyal to any party, only to what they/we believe is right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Palin is exactly what the country needs. There are many that wish that she had been there in the presidential campaign earlier. She is a Christian and she shows in her life that she lives by Christian morals. Though as my husband has pointed out, her life could be played as a lifetime movie. She has made good decisions and she has proven that she can run a state government. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, in the end, I think McCain has won my vote... For now... I won't say 100%. He still has time to mess this up. But Palin was literally a perfect fit for those who had lost faith in the party. That is something that the media will never wrap their head around, the beliefs and morals of a majority of middle America. The fact that she is a woman is more of a slap in the face to feminists rather than a way of getting them to come over to the Republican Party. She shows further of feminists failure. The women that I spoke of earlier probably won't vote for McCain/Palin, but this is certainly something that shows their hypocrisy which is definitely good enough for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is enough of a rant. Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8983140712741999893?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8983140712741999893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8983140712741999893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8983140712741999893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8983140712741999893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/09/palin-and-conservative-base.html' title='Palin and the Conservative Base'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6411874681474388957</id><published>2008-09-06T23:45:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T00:07:11.084-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Business and Anxiety</title><content type='html'>Well, I am not still in New England. I just realized that I haven't posted since my trip. Nothing too interesting to speak of. I had an okay time but in the end I couldn't fully enjoy it because Art couldn't. So yet again, failed vacation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am no longer unemployed. Now I am definitely self employed. Which means I go to an office every day and work on my own. No boss, just me. Which I find myself to be quit tough enough without anyone else over me. It is difficult to designate hours especially when you are starting off and trying to start the cash flow of the company. But I am ever hopeful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now brings us to today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about one in the morning and I still can't sleep. I've had a lot on my mind recently though I must confess. Some I can't mention and some have been mentioned before. Infertility is always on my mind. It is a drive to have a better life style. A want for a better body or at least similar to the one I had. I got on a bike the other day and I rode it down the block. A text message went through and I stopped to check and see who it was. When I stopped an overwhelming nausea came over me. I was seeing spots and had trouble breathing. I was steady enough to set down my bike and set myself on the grass, but I didn't have the energy to do anything else. I was there for a little while before I even text Art. By the time he text back I was able to call and speak. He thinks I had a panic attack, it is possible. Regardless at that moment I thought my body failed me and I was too scared to go on. I didn't think it was my nerves at the time, but I would be lying if I said it wasn't.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am trying to be a little more conscience of what I eat. I need to get over my anxiety in other areas. I had to force myself to get on that bike and to ride out that day. Its like this fear of people seeing me, what if I do something wrong. A bunch of stuff comes up in my mind. Not very helpful right now. Isn't exercise suppose to decrease anxiety?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other than above mentioned. Business is always over my head. When you work on your own, you are literally doing everything. That is a little weird to me. Everything also rides on me. If it fails, I failed. That is a lot of pressure. If I don't make it. I will probably have to go work for an a-hole again. Which that is a big portion of my drive in the first place. Even with that, it isn't saying I am not excited and that I can't do well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we will see how things go. Enough of my personal life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6411874681474388957?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6411874681474388957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6411874681474388957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6411874681474388957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6411874681474388957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/09/new-business-and-anxiety.html' title='New Business and Anxiety'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-7837235977110069978</id><published>2008-08-16T17:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:58:09.803-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Layover</title><content type='html'>Since a week to two weeks ago, I've had the most unusual time. I started a new job. It sounded like a great opportunity and the hours were better. I should have realized that it wasn't what it seemed. I don't want to get too much into it, but just as I alluded to in the earlier post they completely lied about what my responsibilities were. It does seem that this business has a lot of shady characters, or maybe its just South Florida. I'm not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was in this position that promised more money, less time and I believed it stable. But this past week I was in a position where I felt quitting was my only option. So I left. If I wanted to be caught in an uncomfortable position I would of preferred to stay at my previous job where I had at least knew everyone from 2 years of history with the company. But that wasn't everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Step back a week. My plumbing had failed on more than one occasion. Lets just say that I lived through the house being flooded for the third time and had enough of it. We decided, we both have jobs; we both have extra money; I am going to get out of there. First place we looked, the perfect house. Pool in the back, the same size if not bigger than the house we had in Texas. Also, we had a great family neighborhood with a shoreline park walking distance from the house. We got approved. Everything was wonderful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, that all went out the window without the security of two positions. So we are back today. We called back the guy we rent from, got the place back. No reason to risk the funds of moving. Of course, our plumbing is still broken after our landlord came to fix it two times already. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we said f-it, we are out of here. I am on a layover right now on our way to the New England area. Not too sure where we are going, but hey good timing. If you look at the weather a hurricane is headed right for our home state, possibly our county. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I will let you know how it goes. Life is interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-7837235977110069978?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/7837235977110069978/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=7837235977110069978' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7837235977110069978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/7837235977110069978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/08/layover.html' title='Layover'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5775557779498279170</id><published>2008-08-14T16:06:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T16:33:24.536-05:00</updated><title type='text'>This sucks... Yet again</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2005/09/birth-of-new-ribbon.html"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://www.ribbonomatic.com/matic/graphics/95013.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually it has been a few years since I was unemployed, but even now I remember how miserable it was. I don't feel to bad about it this time. There is nothing like moving from a stable position to one where they lied to you about its stability and exactly what your role would be and pretty much everything about the position. So, I am once again unemployed. But I am optimistic as I said before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will actively search and put myself out everywhere and hope that I get a bite, an interview or anything soon. Since I am a recruiter, might as well work on the side. I am good at it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see how this goes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5775557779498279170?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5775557779498279170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5775557779498279170' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5775557779498279170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5775557779498279170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-sucks-yet-again.html' title='This sucks... Yet again'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-6884602174470271877</id><published>2008-07-20T18:26:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T22:02:34.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SIP7zTpnA7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/6BTNPi8rRY8/s1600-h/draw1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SIP7zTpnA7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/6BTNPi8rRY8/s400/draw1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225296851546604466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-6884602174470271877?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/6884602174470271877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=6884602174470271877' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6884602174470271877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/6884602174470271877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_DReDGERoS6Q/SIP7zTpnA7I/AAAAAAAAAE0/6BTNPi8rRY8/s72-c/draw1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-8860625606315962715</id><published>2008-07-20T18:09:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T18:11:32.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>MT 13:1 - 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;On that day, Jesus went out of the house and sat down by the sea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Such large crowds gathered around him&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       that he got into a boat and sat down,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       and the whole crowd stood along the shore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; And he spoke to them at length in parables, saying:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       “A sower went out to sow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; And as he sowed, some seed fell on the path,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       and birds came and ate it up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Some fell on rocky ground, where it had little soil. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; It sprang up at once because the soil was not deep,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       and when the sun rose it was scorched,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       and it withered for lack of roots. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Some seed fell among thorns, and the thorns grew up and choked it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; But some seed fell on rich soil, and produced fruit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       a hundred or sixty or thirtyfold. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Whoever has ears ought to hear.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; The disciples approached him and said,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       “Why do you speak to them in parables?” &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; He said to them in reply,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       “Because knowledge of the mysteries of the kingdom of heaven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       has been granted to you, but to them it has not been granted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; To anyone who has, more will be given and he will grow rich;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       from anyone who has not, even what he has will be taken away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; This is why I speak to them in parables, because&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;they look but do not see and hear but do not listen or understand.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Isaiah’s prophecy is fulfilled in them, which says:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;i style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;You shall indeed hear but not understand,&lt;br /&gt;            you shall indeed look but never see.&lt;br /&gt;      Gross is the heart of this people,&lt;br /&gt;            they will hardly hear with their ears,&lt;br /&gt;              they have closed their eyes,&lt;br /&gt;              lest they see with their eyes&lt;br /&gt;            and hear with their ears&lt;br /&gt;      and understand with their hearts and be converted,&lt;br /&gt;            and I heal them.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; “But blessed are your eyes, because they see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       and your ears, because they hear. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; Amen, I say to you, many prophets and righteous people&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       longed to see what you see but did not see it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       and to hear what you hear but did not hear it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; “Hear then the parable of the sower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; The seed sown on the path is the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       who hears the word of the kingdom without understanding it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       and the evil one comes and steals away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       what was sown in his heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; The seed sown on rocky ground&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       is the one who hears the word and receives it at once with joy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; But he has no root and lasts only for a time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; When some tribulation or persecution comes because of the word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       he immediately falls away. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; The seed sown among thorns is the one who hears the word,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       but then worldly anxiety and the lure of riches choke the word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       and it bears no fruit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt; But the seed sown on rich soil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       is the one who hears the word and understands it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(102, 102, 102);"&gt;       who indeed bears fruit and yields a hundred or sixty or thirtyfold.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-8860625606315962715?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/8860625606315962715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=8860625606315962715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8860625606315962715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/8860625606315962715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/07/mt-131-23.html' title='MT 13:1 - 23'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5705305493432088330</id><published>2008-07-04T18:26:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T19:04:03.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th of July!</title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. Just stopping by to say happy 4th of July! I always loved this holiday. There are always barbeque's and fire work displays. Growing up this was always a holiday where I was with family. Of course at this time most of my family is scattered. My brother in San Antonio, my father in Huntsville and my mother practically across the globe from us all at this time. I am down here in South Florida with my in laws and an overly anxious dog when it comes to fireworks and thunderstorms. Needless to say it makes the summer a headache here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But regardless I think it is good to remember what makes this country great and to remember that patriotism is still a good thing when you are from a great country where there is reason to be proud. The 4th of July is to celebrate the freedom from Britain and the end of our fight for independence. Strangely enough I believe that this entire fight started from unfair taxation and it also crazy to think of the progress this nation has gone through since its start. We expanded all the way from the east to the west and we became an incredibly powerful country. Some seem ashamed about this power. I think it is better to be one of the powerful than to be one on the other side. It isn't like the American People didn't work hard to get to that place. I believe next to Japan we probably have one the most competitive countries when it comes to work and growth. Where else can people advance from rags to riches. We all have the ability to advance to incredible positions. I believe that is something great about this country that we should always fight to maintain. The freedom to pursue happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am going to try and enjoy the holiday. It is great looking back and seeing pictures from 4th of July since I started this. There sure have been many changes. Hope to keep it going for awhile longer....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5705305493432088330?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5705305493432088330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5705305493432088330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5705305493432088330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5705305493432088330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/07/happy-4th-of-july.html' title='Happy 4th of July!'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-1926414704235574883</id><published>2008-06-24T01:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-24T01:36:25.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Time for warm milk....</title><content type='html'>I can't seem to sleep so it seems as good of time as any to write. The main things on my mind involve work and the fact I just accepted a position elsewhere. It is a little nerve wracking moving from my comfort zone of the position I've been at for the past two years. But I have to remember why I am leaving, respect, money and more time. The ultimate goal. Working for less hours and for more money. It is hard to come by with someone of my work background... which these two years is about all I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent about a week negotiating the rate and everything for the position. I feel like I moving to an executive position with how long it has taken to get hired on. Though that is definitely not the case.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough about work, there is plenty else going on in the world. I feel at times disconnected. Every time I look to the TV though, I can hardly believe what I hear. For instance, does anyone really like these presidential candidates? And if you do, can you provide a LEGITIMATE answer as to why? For the life of me I really do not understand. It appears to me we have a liberal and a communist running against each other. Can you guess which would be each role? Is there really a difference. Its a toss up to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I use to hate labels, but I really don't care anymore. There seem to be quite legitimate reasons for labels. There is not some way to understand the reason why everyone feels the way they do. Some people just come about their decisions because they "feel like it" or by faith. Now, as a person of faith I do not count against anyone who may come to their decisions with the backing of faith... Provided they still have some amount of reason behind it. And Saint Thomas Aquinas proved many years ago that we can come to decisions on faith WITH the backing of reason. Though I do ask one thing, if you do come by your decision upon faith alone, WHY WON'T YOU AT LEAST ADMIT IT. Few will on the side of liberalism, and no it isn't just the guidance of Ann Coulter that lead me to these thoughts. You realize this in basic conversations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For instance, try bringing up the topic of abortion or gay rights? Can you legitimately argue these with most people? No you can't. Most people will make decisions on these topics based upon faith and not reason. Now I do admit my faith does guide me with both. But once someone can convince me that gay rights and abortion go along with natural law... I will at least listen, and don't think I haven't read the argument before... At least with abortion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I am going to attempt to sleep again. Since I will be utterly shocked if more than my two to three fans reads this. Two of the three will read in disgust, but hey, what am I but truthful.  Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-1926414704235574883?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/1926414704235574883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=1926414704235574883' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1926414704235574883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1926414704235574883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/06/time-for-warm-milk.html' title='Time for warm milk....'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-9054360582465554426</id><published>2008-06-20T20:57:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T21:03:22.512-05:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://buzznet-45.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/lndavis/default/6.20.08--gallery-msg-12140132953.jpg" alt="6.20.08 - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" title="6.20.08 - Photo Hosted at Buzznet" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lndavis.buzznet.com/user/photos/61108sketch3/?id=37922351#usersubnav"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://buzznet-09.vo.llnwd.net/assets/users16/lndavis/default/large-msg-1213237690.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-1131257018709132032?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/1131257018709132032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=1131257018709132032' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1131257018709132032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/1131257018709132032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-5992585464740141513</id><published>2008-06-07T21:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T22:01:10.902-05:00</updated><title type='text'>How to find a job?</title><content type='html'>Now if you are looking for a new position in a hurry, job seeking can be like a full time job in itself. It takes research, writing and primarily knowing how to correctly market yourself to the position that you believe you are eligible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. First it takes having knowledge of your work history and references. It is best to get your complete resume (at least the bread and butter of it, education, work history, etc). Now the reason I say the bread and butter is because you may be forming your resume differently or enhancing certain parts of your experience depending on position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This actually takes time unless you are literally straight out of school. For example, I realized that I completely forgot my supervisor's name and contact information for one of my prior positions. I speak awhile trying to track it down to realize I would have to improvise  because he did not appear to be there anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Second I use all of the regular sites (or a few, there are definitely more):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed.com&lt;br /&gt;simplyhired.com&lt;br /&gt;careerbuilder.com&lt;br /&gt;monster.com&lt;br /&gt;linkedin.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apply to ANYTHING that sounds interesting to you. You never know what could happen. The last thing you want to do is to be too picky. Sometimes it is best to take what you can get and keep searching. You may not find your dream job right off the bat, but I am getting ahead of myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Put up your resume, MAKE IT PUBLIC. Don't be afraid of employers and recruiters contacting you. In today's day and age recruiters are your friend. I do not just say that because I am one. More than likely if a recruiter calls you for one position that you don't like, maybe he will know of others that might be a better fit. Hear them out, that is ALL THEY DO! They get people into positions, they look at resumes and they know of other employers that you might be interested in. Honestly, I would listen to opportunities even when you are not actively looking, you never know if they have a better deal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you notice I DID NOT say get out your local newspaper. Yes, there are still positions on your ONLINE paper and the regular paper. In doing that you are missing most employment opportunities. You would be better off looking at Craigslist now a days than that. It is knowing where people are posting positions.  Smaller  companies might go for the  free or  cheaper sites, that is why you also use indeed.com or simplyhired.com which searches multiple sites at once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Cover letter's are required! I do not apply for anything without a cover letter to the hiring manager. This entails of where I found the position, my skills that show why I am the ideal candidate for the position and about wanting an interview with the hiring manager in person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this may also mean reading the description of each position and editing your resume as well before you submit it to bring out certain previous skills. As I said earlier, it can be like a full time position.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. The interview! Yeah, it is great when you get to this point. Sometimes it takes a day and sometimes it takes a month. No matter how long it takes it is good to be PREPARED! Read up as much as you can on the company. It is actually not only to find out details to throw out in the interview to show you did your research, but you also want to protect yourself from falling into a crappy position or a scam. If they ask for money to take the position, RUN AWAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back on topic, have two edited resumes with you to take to the interview with references included. Here is where you have to put in money, have a nice dark suit. Girls, no high heals or flashy tops (it is not always a horny guy you are interviewing with, and even if it is that is not the best way to start off a position). Guys, black or charcoal gray suit with black dress shoes and do not wear a red tie (or a purple one.. Which brings to mind). No crazy color's or backpacks. You should be business professional. Believe me it matters when you interview with many applicants, they will disqualify BEFORE YOU SPEAK if you dress wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be prepared of basic questions, why you were interested in the position particularly, about why you are making a move, where  you see yourself in five years. Sometimes it is best to seriously think of those things before you go. They are going to expect answers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now BE PREPARED TO ASK QUESTIONS. You should know about what you are going into and try to find out as much as possible about the position when there. If you are nervous, write them down. I always bring in a pad and paper with me in a folder with my resume. There are usually details that I need and write before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Follow up after interview. Be sure to have name and number of the hiring manager and follow up to show your interest. Now do not stalk.... That might piss them off, but it doesn't hurt to try and keep your name in front of them. Some write thank you letters. I actually have not done this. If it is effective please let me know. I have written emails though to them, and sometimes that works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully after going through a few interviews you will land something. I did accept one position during the interview. I do not think I will do that again. I prefer to go back home and discuss with my husband or ANYONE else about the position before I accept it. Want to make sure I am not crazy to other's standards for taking the position. Also, it sometimes is best to think things over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. My final tip is to be respectful of your previous employer no matter the reason leaving and give a two week notice. They may not take it, but it is best to  not burn any bridges. You never know when you will need anything from someone you use to work with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That brings me to conclusion. Even going through this entire process of finding a job, I can say that most jobs you will probably get is through NETWORKING. Tell friends and family that you are looking (as long as they are not connected with current employer if you are still working there). They may know someone looking. I don't know how many times that is how people get their next position. I almost moved to a new position because of someone I worked with previously was hiring at with their new employer. Those can be the best because you have an in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, this reminds me that I could write a book on this stuff. It really isn't too complicated to figure out, but it is something that you SHOULD read up on if you haven't searched in awhile or if this is your first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to anyone else who is looking!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-5992585464740141513?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/5992585464740141513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=5992585464740141513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5992585464740141513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/5992585464740141513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/06/how-to-find-job.html' title='How to find a job?'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-4092165648253315271</id><published>2008-05-31T21:50:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T22:23:49.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fortune Teller</title><content type='html'>I had gone to a fortune teller when I was in Amarillo, twice. I was told that I will be living near the beach and will have a happy marriage. I will have four children. I remember the lady had me in tears the first time I was there. She told me to pray, that I had temporarily lost my way and to get out of that life quickly. I felt like she was reading my mind. She told me to close my eyes and to stick out my hand, but my eyes stayed open and she stared right into them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time it was a creepy experience. She told me to keep everything to myself. Because I do not believe fully in the credibility of such people, I am posting on it. In  fact the second time I went she gave quite faulty information. At the time I first went she said I have a question for her. I did have a question, but I was afraid to ask. My question was if the guy I was with was the one... The one for the great marriage, the four kids and the life on the beach. I did not ask though. I refused to. I was afraid of the answer because part of me knew that it was a no, but I wasn't ready to let go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, regardless of what she said, I am married to a great guy and we live right near the beach. I don't know much about the others. She said I would meet one of my best friends in a position where I am sitting in front of a computer. She said that I would be a buisness woman that travels. I don't know what else. Doesn't sound too bad. It gives hope at least. She also gave such specific information I keep thinking, what the hell was she talking about. Maybe my entire life I think back to that lady every once and awhile and think of what she got right or wrong.  I was thinking about it right now about the four kids with a life that she described. It sounds like a nice dream regardless of what is to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know to trust in God, but sometimes I wonder about the lives that God leads us on. Was he leading her? Was she a false profit? I don't know. It is just a memory that comes back to me every once and awhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight to any who read;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-4092165648253315271?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/4092165648253315271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=4092165648253315271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4092165648253315271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/4092165648253315271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/05/fortune-teller.html' title='Fortune Teller'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11007618.post-2607896612773593380</id><published>2008-05-29T20:23:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T20:53:26.053-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Job Change?</title><content type='html'>I am contemplating going between positions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why? I feel like I have to ask myself. I have to be very sure that I am ready. I have a position where I am respected in my office and I have control over the day to day activities. But, the control only goes so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I work in recruiting or sales... Same difference to me. This job consists of long hours. I sit in my seat for nine hours a day. I work for commission, so I am driven for to not take breaks. I had times that I had trouble taking lunch. They don't have regular breaks, just 7-12 then lunch, 1-5 (usually 6pm), and I go home. It is close to home, so that is fine. I am just tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the commission structure is fine for temporary employment, but when your client goes to permanent the commission is questionable. Then there is the turnover at my position, which hurts you because of everyone being teamed together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will stop bitching.... I do get along with the people, which was one thing that makes this hard. I have also made money off of this, but the last complaint is why it is not consistent. Someone will bank off my efforts though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a friend who is waving more immediate money in front of me at another recruiting company. Now, there is the initial build up, but there is the larger commission, larger base and less hours. Not too much farther from home either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So more pay for less hours is good. Now I just have to interview. I feel secure that I am going between positions right at my two year mark. It does seem like a good deal. I will let you know if I take it.  The only thing that makes me not want to if I get pregnant... But I wouldn't have done a thing if I waited for everything because I might get pregnant. Why wait for something that may not happen for another year or ever?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just leave it to God's hands. I asked for an out and he handed it to me. I can only believe that it is his work. Till next time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11007618-2607896612773593380?l=blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/feeds/2607896612773593380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11007618&amp;postID=2607896612773593380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2607896612773593380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11007618/posts/default/2607896612773593380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blogfromsanmarcos.blogspot.com/2008/05/job-change.html' title='Job Change?'/><author><name>el</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05090954532029675275</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5119/420/200/Picture%20124.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
