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Call it Quits?

I’m convinced I’m approaching that time. I’m exhausted. I was this tired yesterday, only yesterday I was home so I was more comfortable. Yesterday my feet hurt so bad it was hard to make it from the bedroom to the living room, so I stayed in bed until 10:30am.

Today, my feet still hurt, but I can’t afford to stay home. They hurt a little less than yesterday, but not THAT much better. What’s slightly embarassing is that I can’t even get the shoe on my right foot. And it’s Erik’s shoe. I can’t fit my flip flops and those are a size and a half up. What almost had me in tears was that my wedding shoes, which should be too big, won’t fit at all. Like not even a little bit. So I’ll be wearing the really thin white flip flops throughout the entire wedding & reception.

I know I am in the home stretch, but with 5 weeks to go, I’m really feeling beat up inside. It’s mostly emotional/mental, but the feet are the biggest deal. That and my right hip (today). Maybe they’re doing that spready-thing? So yeah. It’s really no fun to walk and I actually need to walk around at work. The steps are unavoidable. I just feel like this miserable, pitiful blarg. I dunno what a blarg is, but you get me.

And I have a doctor’s appointment today. If they tell me I’m fatter or my BP is higher or whatever, I’m gonna scream. I just need to go home and lay down.

So Uh Yeah

I totally forgot my prenatal appointment yesterday. I remember the one for the hospital just fine…, but the other one? Nein. I am a bad incubator! Actually no I’m not. I work hard for the fetus. I just have too much on my mind. Georgia.

I’m convinced I’m never getting married again or even planning anything that involves lots of planning and shipping and dressing. Too much stress and I’ll have none of it. Nada.

I realize I need Sue Burns to not be in California anymore. I need her massage therapy expertise. She has the skills that help me breathe when I’m congested. Right now, I need the magic worked upon meine neck-shoulders… and shoulder blades… and back. I need a chair massage.  Suuuuuuuuuuue!!! Get back here NOW! I’m hurting.

Words of Wisdom

“Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.”
- Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.

That can go for so many things. The first that pop to mind are larger issues like global warming, recycling, the AIDS epidemic, animal cruelty, child labor, domestic violence… the list goes on.

I feel like there are so many things that bother me but there’s next to no point in talking because nothing happens. Repetitive complaining doesn’t do much good, if any at all. I can’t go punching and kicking every person who pisses me of. There’s only so much that can be sorted out verbally and I’m all out of nice and polite.

Back to my point. Sometimes I agree with that quote, but these days I don’t see the point opening my mouth. It tends to be a waste of time.

Oddly Written Racial Articles

First off, I would like to re-state that Barack Obama is NOT Black. He will not be the first Black president. So plz just stfu. He’s a halfbreed. A mixy. A mulatto creation. I could care less, but to call him Black (or White) is incorrect and it burns my britches for some reason. It just drives me crazy. Especially since he was raised by his white mama. Have some respect and claim both colors. He’s not one or the other. He’s both!

Now…

I find this chunk of article oddly written. It’s so descriptive that it reminds me of a storybook narrative and not a piece of journalism.

ICED TEA

It was business as usual at the restaurant in a working-class neighborhood in southwest Atlanta.

As on any other day, the mostly black clientele lined up with brown trays to select from a menu that included oxtail, fried fish, collard greens and iced tea, paid the cashier in her glass booth and sat down to eat using plastic knives and forks.

Some customers said Obama’s win was evidence of wider changes that included a softening of barriers between blacks and whites and a broader acceptance that many groups compete in U.S. society.

“It’s a victory for multiculturalism,” said Vedia Jackson, 36, a telecommunications project manager who had driven across town to eat at the restaurant. “This country has changed quite a lot color-wise and it’s time for people of color to be in influential situations.”

“I am not looking at him (Obama) in terms of color. Maybe my parents would have done that. I am looking at him as the best candidate,” she said between mouthfuls of fried fish.

Blacks savor Obama win, fear disappointment | U.S. | Reuters

Survival International

There’s problems here in America. I’m one of the people who believe you have to take care of your own home before you can help fix someone else’s.

Having that said, I am still deeply saddened when I read about tribes of people being harassed and displaced in other countries.  It hurts my heart that people can’t be above the dollar. People care more about money than right and wrong. Forcing people from villages, denying them their basic right to hunt and drink water on their own land is inhumane. But what is humane anyway? Humanity’s been fucked since the bartering system.

So major corporations and governments remove people from land that’s been a part of the tribe for hundreds, if not thousands, or years. They’ve been there since before “the establishment” so I don’t think anyone has a right to make any indigenous tribe relocate. And for what? Diamonds? Gold?

Not only are these companies removing  people from their homes, they’re introducing disease and killing off the natural resources. It’s all for greed. The rich want to get richer. It’s disgusting.

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