2012-01-26T06:08:00.000-08:00

I miss my home.........California is so far away, so way .......out there. California as a liberal State of crazy ideas gone bad, is not what I miss, I miss my home. The smell of orange blossoms as you drive through the orchards, the taste of tamales, and the streets and places that are all so familiar.
Here is not so familiar. People in the South have NO Southern Hospitality what so ever! Where did that phrase come from cause by-golly I have never seen it! They are pretty friendly to their own families, but who isn't? You want hospitality, go to California, they have the nicest people in the USA! I've lived all over the US and so I know this for a fact. The rudest people, I hate to say...is PA. I love PA but lets be real, they'd run you down in a store with their cart at tell you it was all your fault. I even had one woman, a good friend say to me, "Holidays are for family, you are not my family so don't ever expect me to invite you over for any holidays!"
Wow, RUDE!
But home, is home, nice people, family, crazy as they are, they are family! I miss them, I miss home, I miss life in general. There's just been this giant hole in me since we moved away. I can't ever get back, not even for a vacation with the airline/gas prices. It's like i feel "stuck" in a foreign land. I just want to go home................

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2012-01-23T07:50:00.000-08:00

I'm standing on a lean........
It's not a glamourous life but it is where I am. Since losing my son and miscarrying the baby I am in a constant mode of survival. I spend my weeks trying to OCD clean my home, organize, throw out, or give away everything I can. I spend one morning a week at the food pantry which seems to depress me all the more. My heart breaks for these people. I guess that is why I can't stand reading the news. I don't give a crap what "So and So" spent on her dress, or what "So and So" spent on his birthday present! And I really don't want to hear about another presidential election. I'm still sick from the last one. I hate signs polluting the roadsides, internet, and bumpers. Life is hard and watching others waste it on selfishness just makes me vomit in my mouth!
Last week as I handed this mother a paper bag of what I would call "dog food" for I have no idea what was in the cans of food, nothing I would buy, but I guess that is why it was donated, her 3 year old daughter with deep coal eyes looked at me and asked, "Is there a snack in there for me? I sure am hungry!"
Her mother handed her to me so I could love her. I handed her a graham cracker to snack on. I'm angry, angry for this child of God who is hungry while the US exploits the wealthy perverse lives of Hollywood! What is wrong with this moronic Media?? I just want to scream out to the good Lord all Mighty, "WHY???"
Ya, I'm ranting today, and I have this to say, "Next time you donate a can of food for the hungry, please don't mistake it for your dog's food!"

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