Friday, February 1, 2013

14 days Round 1


14 Days of Love…..
Really? We are gonna go there? Ok, I will jump on your band wagon. This will probably not be your typical LOVE that you are thinking of. I am not your typical kind of girl. So, brace yourself. Here we go.



See this? To me, this is love. This is the epitome of love. This is the first step of me loving me. For the first time, ever. While some will look and say, “That is a pretty tattoo” others will judge me for having a tattoo. Let me tell you something. This tattoo, while beautiful, signifies so much more than any of you will probably ever begin to understand about me. See, I am not sure if you have read my blogs, if you follow the posts and if you know my story (which most of you don’t). I turned 35 last month, and it was hard. It was painful. Not because it is a number, because my soul was screaming. If you want to know more, read about it here.

I have been through a lot in my life. A lot more than most people realize, a lot more than most people care to know. So, for me, this tattoo symbolizes love for myself. A love that is far greater then I expected. A love for the person God made, not the person everyone wants me to be. I have to say, letting go is hard for me. I need a constant reminder to let it go, let it be and be FREE. THIS is my constant reminder.

I want to say thank you to my tattoo artist. Without him, I wouldn’t have my constant reminder to let go, stop stressing all the things I can’t change, and love myself. He nailed the design, exactly how I pictured it. He gets me. 

To those of you that want to criticize my choice to have a tattoo? This is my life, and my body, and I LOVE my ink. So, if you have nothing nice to say, please, shut the hell up.

For the next 13 days, I will be posting pictures and a blurb about love. Today was my kick off. Not too shabby. Continuing the trend of #Epic13. So far, it's been a blast!

Wishing you all love, light and happiness,

~Lou~

Thursday, January 10, 2013

16 months


16 months. What happens in 16 months? Well, let me fill you in.

In the past 16 months, I have:

    Grieved the loss of my Grandfather. The first close loss, I, personally, have ever experienced.

    I have watched helplessly as our family has dealt with far more issues than we should.

    I have fought the battle to change people. A battle I have sadly lost.

    I have developed an amazing friendship.

    I have celebrated the marriage of two amazing, wonderful people. 

    I have been Black Friday shopping, twice.

    I have made Christmas ornaments.

    I have rekindled my relationship with my God Sister.

    I have set by and watched grief, heartache and healing. And it was awful, and amazing all in one package.

    I have said goodbye to my nephew. Cried while he was in boot camp, cried when he graduated, cried during holidays without him, and cried when I found out he would be stationed back at home.

    I have forged a relationship with 4 weenie dogs. 2 are mine, the other 2 are my adopted babies. They now live in Cornville.

    I have taken an entire day to visit graveyards and documented that day with my unexpected love of photography. I spent that day with one of the best friends a girl could ever ask for. I also got the opportunity to visit my Great Grandmother’s grave that day. Something I haven’t done in far too many years.

    I have sent my husband back to the oilfield. 4 times. All 4 times my heart broke just a little more.

    I have spent an entire day driving wherever the road took me and 2 amazing, bad ass girls. It happened to lead us to a ferry ride, an old jailhouse, a small, quaint town where all directions are backwards, a farmers market, a canoe trip gone terribly wrong, a bomb shelter, the birthplace of flight, a trampoline bridge and countless other memories. It was a magnificent day full of exploring and laughter. We ended that day taking pictures of my cousin for her prom. It was AMAZING.

    I have said goodbye to one of my best friends and my God Children. (Not really, I chickened out, just like last time.) I know they know that I love them and I MISS them. They now reside in Cowboy land.

    I have said farewell to an amazingly fierce little family, that includes my Bestie. It was crazy hard. I am not one for goodbyes…..ask the other Bestie. You are lucky you were sleeping at my house and I HAD to say goodbye. I don’t do that easily. They, too, reside in Cornville.

    I have changed the way I deal with a certain person. I FINALLY closed that chapter of hurt, pain, heartache and discontent. I was truly sorry to see it end, and sorry that it had to end that way. Life is much calmer now. Though I miss what once was, I realize it will never be that way again. Please, don’t get me wrong, it wasn’t ALL bad ALL the time. There were some really great moments and some amazing memories that I will ALWAYS hold onto and cherish. If you are reading this, I want you to know that there was a reason for our friendship. I learned from you. Thank you for teaching me.

    I have celebrated my 9th and 10th wedding anniversaries! 10 years!! I know there was a bet going at my wedding….who owes who money?!?!

    I have enjoyed 2 Thanksgivings with my family.

    I have partied for Jesus’ birthday. Presents for everyone! Twice.

    I have rung in 2 New Years.

    I have had my own, personal, life changing moment.

    I have today. Today? Today marks the second birthday in 16 months.

Through it all, I have marveled at the strength of the soul. I have lived for 35 years on this plane of existence, and in 35 years, I have never realized how many good, and amazing things happen in just 16 months. I have never realized how much joy accompanies the pain and sorrow in our lives. It’s all about balance, and I am finding mine!  There is good that accompanies the bad. We just have to stop and remember the good to find our peace. I guess this is my year for my Pursuit of Happyness. (Pun totally intended.)

#Epic13

Wishing you all the same Joy, Peace and Comfort I have found.


~Lou~

Monday, January 7, 2013

Letting It Go. Letting It Be. Choosing To Be Free.


Clearly, I need therapy. I am my own therapist (OK, not really, Mom, Dad, Sister, Bestie, Husband, they all play a part, a MAJOR part).  Even though, we all have our own issues and our own therapists, at some point we all have to realize that it is our own SELF that make the difference. Stop blaming everyone else. Stop living the lie. Just STOP. Be who you are. That’s what matters and that is what counts!

There comes a point in time when you reach this cathartic moment in life. And everyone reaches it. That one, single, solitary moment in life, when you are alone, where your whole being screams: “LET IT GO, LET IT BE, JUST MOVE ON! Drop all the anger, drop the hate, and drop the ill regard. Drop the doubt, the worry…drop it. DROP IT. Just leave it alone. Let it lie on the floor, in all of its pathetic misery. All the shattered dreams, hopes, wishes. Leave it alone. Walk away. Start fresh. New beginnings.”
Perhaps it is the start of a new year. Perhaps it is the fact that in a few days I am turning 35. Perhaps it is being tired of living a constant battle. Perhaps, it is just time for a change.

Forgiveness. Simple word. Hard to practice. To forgive is to move on, to move forward, without constantly having your eye on your rear-view mirror. Even when you know that the monster is somewhere back there, following you, trying to get you. Now, how are we expected to forgive, move on and just look forward? Doesn’t that make us naïve? Doesn’t that make us the ones that choose to forget? I’ve always been told forgive and forget. No, you never forget. Do you know why? Because you need to remember who you can trust, who you can’t, who is faithful, who is loyal and who is just downright that snake in the grass waiting to lurch towards you. I know there are those that feel the latter about me. I am sorry that you feel that way. I have only done what is best for me and my family.
The last 4 months have been brutal on me. Life is not easy. No one ever said it would be. Not to sound hokey, but the ride? It sucks. The ride is horrible and I want to throw up all over it. Life SUCKS. It’s hard, and it hurts, and it knocks you to your knees. And in the end? Well, in the end, you die. I believe you go to one of two places, Heaven, or Hell. So, what exactly is the purpose? I’ll make sure to get back to you on that one from Heaven after I have a conversation with my pal, Jesus. Boy do I have some talkin’ to do with him. It might take a while, so don’t hold your breath. In case you can’t wait for an answer, I’ll give you my best guess. My best guess is for us to learn lessons, and be human, and make mistakes, and hurt, and heal and strive to reach Godly perfection, and honor HIM, and trust HIM, and love HIM.

I’m not even sure how I got on this topic. Whatever, let it be, right? I do know this: it is time for a change in my life. It is time for my own, personal catharsis. I will be awakened and revived. It’s time to let go, let be and carry forward. Today, I will drop my baggage. I will release my pain, my brokenhearted, my grief, my anger, my resentment. I am taking the drama and throwing it away, sending it into the wind, knocking that crap out of my life. Today, I am free. And GOD HELP the bastard that throws that shit back in my direction.

You see, I am choosing to be thankful. Thankful for love, hope and promise, thankful for peace, understanding and forgiveness, for friends, family and children, for my God, for Jesus my Savior and the Spirit that dwells within me. I have made a choice. Now, I’m going to fill my 2013 good memories jar so that this time next year, I will see…..it’s not ALL bad. Bettering myself for ME.

Through all of the pain, sorrow, tears, fears and doubt….I am still here. I have made it this far. I may be broken, even shattered, but this is my time. My time for healing. Though I may be covered in cracks, light will shine through them, and I will be beautiful. Wanna see how much farther I can go? ME TOO!

Onward, upward and forward, never backward.

Oodles of love, light and peace!

~Lou~ 

Friday, December 14, 2012

Resolutions Redefined.


So, the best bestie in the world wrote the BEST blog in the world. I copied it. I'm posting it, and I mean every word she said. Except for the husband part. Cuz he's hers, not mine, and I don't try to steal my best friend's husband.


Preparing for Resolutions...

Well. It seems it's that time of year again. That time of year when the inadequacies of our lives start poking around in our brains and our subconscious...and maybe even making themselves a little more outspoken and irritating in our public lives....the parts that should be private and quiet and hidden away. The parts that we are ashamed of. The parts we want to forget about. The parts we SAY we want to fix....but we all know wedon't. And won't. In an effort to save time...and some unnecessary frustration...I have decided to keep things base and simple this year.
I have tried very hard to make my life an open book....give in order to receive. Love, so that others may love you back. Practice kindness and watch kindness spread. Let hate and anger go...in order to welcome peace and calm....YEAH.....
2013 can suck that plan.....cause it worked like an atom bomb to my heart in 2012. Fuck that plan. I am READY to kick 2012 to the fucking curb...BUH BYE BITCH. You can take your 'peace and calm' and well....{BLEEP BLEEP BLEEPITY BLEEP BLEEP}. (In the interest of full disclosure, I'm not entirely sure what just happened right there. But editing was ABSOLUTELY in order. My apologies.....moving on.)
So here's the new plan of action for 2013. The Resolutions for those less inclined to shut the fuck up and just go away (...um, me). The Resolutions for those tired of swallowing the hate, and anger, and pride (...um, again me). The Resolutions we (...by that I mean I)..keep...cause we (...I..) WANT to.
 MY BADASS REBEL KARMA RESOLUTIONS.


 (If you're a scardey bitch....you might want to start being scardey.....cause shit's about to get real ugly. And it's prolly about YOU. Bless your heart.)

1. Grow my very small seed of hatred to a beautiful burning bush of contempt. Fertilize it with your bullshit and water it with your ever present tears.
2. Use more appropriately placed swear words when describing you, dealing with you, or having any normal conversations about you. Invent new ones if necessary.
3. Stop secretly planning/plotting revenge and allow Karma to put her plans out in the open. No more hiding. Just sit back and wait for your own implosion. Because let's face it...you're doing a better job destroying your own life than anyone else EVERcould. And it's so much more fun to watch from the sidelines. (OH...and since we aren't "friends" anymore, I don't feel bad about not being there to pick your fat wailing carcass up off the floor when some other drama 'serves' you.)
4. Define the differences between disdain, hatred, and full on loathing. Because you seem to have them confused. Once everyone is clear...I shall publicly announce the winner in each category. Give cheap prizes!! Everybody loves cheap prizes.....and you are about as cheap as they come.
5. Close my circle of friends. No new applications will be accepted. Shred all old resumes. Use wood chipper if necessary. Bridges are burned. Second Chance Bus has left the station. Probably should tell you now...in case I don't have an opportunity later....."tsk...I told you so."
6. Do everything in my waking power to destroy all those who oppose, dislike, or have ever tried to ruin me. The past is BACK....and its PISSED. Check your lies...cause I'm coming to check them for you.
7. Find supreme and glorified happiness in your misfortune and misery. And it's coming. Soon. Watch your back.
8. I am going to smile, and cheer, and bat my eyes, and send you cards, and pay your bills, and pray for your heart, and worry about your precious children, and pretend that I am your biggest supporter and best friend.....
        all while I go to bed with the amazing husband you threw away, have coffee in the morning with the amazing best friend you threw away, and live the most amazing life...that you threw away.
So I will sit and drink wine excessively and stupidly to 2013 and to all the GREAT KARMIC changes that are coming. Thanks to my KARMA RESOLUTIONS 2013.


And if you don't like them.....
Well, then I suppose I would, very sweetly and with much love, suggest that you Fuck Off Sweetie!

Laters Taters!
XOX



Love to you all!
~Lou~

Saturday, December 8, 2012

Swearing, Honesty and Trustworthiness...

So, today I learned that: 



Hot Damn! This must mean that I am one of THE MOST honest and trustworthy people in the world. I have a confession. I have a mouth on me. SHOCKING. I know. 

"You? LucyLou? Mouth that should be washed out with soap? NO!" 

Yes, it's true. I can out cuss a man and make most sailors blush. 

Moral of this very, very short blog post? Don't fuck with me bitches. I'm mouthy, but you can trust it will be honest!

Lots of love, 

~Lou~

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Black Friday 2012


Let me start by saying this. This is now the 3rd year of Black Friday extravaganza. I went in with HIGH expectations. With no hubby or bestie to tag along, I took the eldest with me. She wanted to go so bad last year. This year, I caved, and allowed her to go. At Thanksgiving Dinner, I desperately tried to convince my sister and sister-in-law to come with me. They hummed and hawed and said “Maybe.” I was uber sad, at this point, I just knew it would be just me and the eldest. (Which is fine, I love her, we have FUN together. I wanted to share the excitement and JOY of Black Friday with others this year. My feeble attempts were just that, feeble.)

Well, my night started out with a trip to Michael’s. They were open on Thanksgiving! YES! SCORE! Got in, got my stuff, got out. Done, before 7:30 pm. NICE.

I dropped the littles off with my parents and headed out to wait in the Target parking lot. NOT the line. I refuse to stand in lines. I got a text message from my sister….They were in! They wanted me to pick them up and take them with me to the Target! YES! AMAZING! More people to witness the Stealthy Ninja Moves (which shall be referred to as SNM henceforth). More people to share in the excitement of Black Friday, the thrill of getting what you are looking for, the awesomesauce of beating someone to the LAST ONE with your SNM ability. YES! Onward we travel to the Target.

Upon arrival to Target, I inform the girls that we shall remain seated until the ride at the front of the store came to a complete stop. They did NOT listen. Out we get, on to the front of the store we trek. GAH, it’s COLD. Not liking this. People are dumb. People are assholes. What is happening to my favorite shopping holiday of the year?!?! 30 minutes later, we get in the store, secure a cart and head out to the movies. Sister SNM for 3 copies of Brave and 1 of The Lorax. Done. Item #1 marked off list. ME….notice woman standing in front of DVD that we needed 4 of….SNM last 4 copies of said DVD that we needed to complete DVD list. I’m awesome, I know. Told that woman to get out of my way, I needed to get there. She listened, lucky for her. Onward to games. Got all the games on our list except Would You Rather….I hauled ass to the CD’s to get what I needed there SNM for LAST copy of one I needed, eldest hauled ass to the accessories department to attempt a SNM, they did not have the needed item for SNM, and consequently she got her feet trampled on, sister and sister-in-law head to games to SNM the Would You Rather game for me. SCORE! Ninja’d through the aisles to the Housewares Department. Ninja’d a NINJA for my kitchen…haha, I know, the irony here is incredible. Ninja’d the last NINJA for a fellow confused shopper. (Good deed for the night, DONE…game on, all’s fair in BF shopping.) Got the other item in Housewares that I needed, and all 4 of us began searching desperately for the single serve coffee maker for $8. They had the toaster, but none of the other items were there. WHAT? Seek out Target Employee, IMMEDIATELY. This can NOT be happening. That was the ONE thing I desperately wanted. Stood there for about 45 minutes waiting for stupid Target Employee to come back and tell me they NEVER HAD THEM IN THE STORE. Bastards. Thanks. Sister, sister-in-law and eldest were seeking out clothing that they wanted. Found them. Got something awesome, some gloves and some towels and we headed to the enormous checkout line. 5 people cut in front of us. I got pissed, sister said “Let it go.” Ok, let it go. Snaking around store and through aisles, eldest points out toothpaste….sister-in-law…”Oh, do we need some toothpaste?” sister….”OMG!” It was ONE crayon bucket that someone discarded amongst the toothpaste. SCORE for sis! While snaking an aisle, I accidentally bumped into the guy in front of me that had just blatently cut me in line. Now, this really was an accident, I didn’t mean to. So, sister-in-law says “Karma.” I say….”That’s not just Karma, that’s the Jesus Karma.” 30 minutes later, checked out, packed up in car, headed back to sister’s house for the drop off. Said farewell to sister and sister-in-law and headed to…..THE MALL.  (Insert dunh, dunh, dunh music here.)

At this point, eldest and I are starving. We decided to stop by the Walmart since we knew the Subway was open due to the fact that my cousin told me she had to work there that night. Walmart parkinglot…..zen. Got a spot 3 from the front. Really? Amazing. Cousin no-where to be seen, ordered sub, took it to the mall parking lot. 11:35 pm. Ate sub. 11:45 pm, got to mall doors and headed in with the masses. Go to Game Stop for 2 stylus’ and a computer game for eldest. Standing in line. Eldest went to Hot Topic to get the shirts she wanted and was instructed to stay there until I arrived. Weird person comes up to me and starts staring at me. Uh, yes?? OMG, it’s ok, it’s my cousin. She’s amazing. She and her boyfriend came to hang out with us while we BF shopped in the mall. She hung with me in line, then went with me to Hot Topic to meet eldest and pay for shirts after standing in line FOREVER. After setting off the alarm at Hot Topic like 15 times, they finally found that they had not taken the security tag off of not just 1, but 2 of the shirts. GAH! Carrying on with my night. “Body Central”, says cousin….”What? Why?” “Yoga Pants” “MOM! They have YOGA PANTS! We’re going…NOW.” Cousin and boyfriend tell me to follow their crazy crowd cutting abilities….first of all, I need to tell you that my cousin is TINY, SUPER TINY, her boyfriend? SUPER TALL and thin…..Me? Average height, big ass, hips, thighs, NOT able to crazy crowd cut like them. Whatever, made it to Body Central, got the yoga pants and waited in ANOTHER line. While waiting, we made fun of the gaudy jewelry that they had and dubbed my cousin CLEO. It was a “you had to be there” moment.  Once done with the line, we bid farewell to Cleo and her boyfriend and headed home for a couple hours of sleep before the big 5 AM sales.

7:33 AM: SHIT! Overslept, didn’t hear alarm. Got up, RAN out the door, still in jammies, and headed to Joann’s. They had NOTHING that I wanted, and no place where it would have been. JACKASSES. McDonalds was calling my name for breakfast and coffee. Stop! Food and caffeine. Necessities in life. Scarfed down my breakfast sandwich, chocked on possibly the worst cup of coffee in history, and headed to AC Moore. Scored everything I went for and then some. It was awesome. Went in to Books A Million and scored some pretty awesome stuff there. Got REAL coffee, and headed to Office Max in hopes of not having a repeat Amethyst moment from last year that you can read about HERE. Walk in, looking at laptops, guy asks what I am looking for. He goes and checks it out, and then comes back and says “You know, any laptop under $500 is really for a grandma, right? If you want to do anything other than surf the web, and check your email, you aren’t gonna do it on one of THOSE grandma computers.” Really? That’s where you are gonna go with that NOW? At 9 in the morning? Are you KIDDING ME? I told him I would think about it and got about 5 steps away and told eldest we were LEAVING, that such a bastard would get NO business from me. Calling me a grandma, hunh? Fuck you Mr. Office Max man, Fuck you. Back to the mall. At least they are polite there. JC Penny….I’m after you, and your buttons.

We arrived at the mall and found a parking spot no problem. Went into the JCP, and proceeded to get the jeans that eldest wanted. All they had left were her size! SCORE! Went to my section, I got a couple pairs of pants and then we headed to the shoes. Wow, look at this….here’s another pair of jeans for you eldest daughter…..just your size, a color you don’t have. Fate. I wanted to check out some of the purse deals they had. Well, all the Liz Claiborne bags they had listed for $15 were GONE. Bummer. I wanted one. They are cute! Look:



Along with 5 other people, we were combing the purse section looking for the elusive bag. None. Carry on…..walked past a mannequin……OH LOOK! There’s the bag. I’ll take that! Thank you! Walked around some more and found ANOTHER ONE! I’ll take that one too! Too bad SUCKERS! You obviously lack my SNM skill. Maybe you should find a good BF shopping buddy who possesses the SNM. Snagged the last Nicole Miller bag for $25, which is SWEET! We got in line, grabbed a cute sweater for me, and got our buttons. Won NOTHING. Whatever. I’ll be back for more buttons bitches.

We ventured out into the mall to get to Justice for some hair mascara for the little. Wound up finding some pretty sweet clothes for her that were 40% off with another 40% off and another 20% off of THAT! Nice deal. Wandered down to Build A Bear Workshop and snagged $5 full size snowmen for the littles and the eldest. Then left the mall.

We went to Kmart in search of Doc McStuffins doctor kit. Sold out. Kmart whores bought them all. Ok, no biggie, SNM the LAST vanity they had for the baby girl. Checked out and headed to store all items at sister’s house. She’s amazing and awesome, and took one of my Liz bags, it’s ok. I like her enough to share. Sister-in-law was pretty pissed that there weren’t 3. Sorry, I only found 2 with my SNM capabilities. I would have bought all they had if they had more. They are really that cool.

So wraps up my BF adventure. I managed to get everything I need with the exception of a gift for my grandfather and a couple of things for the little man. That’s no biggie though, none of that was on BF sale.

How was YOUR BF? Did you achieve greatness? I did. I feel pretty damn good about my SNM self.

Til next bloggity blog.

~Lou~

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Democratic Victory? Republican Mourning.


Disclaimer: I am blogging MY views. No one else’s. I have the right to these views, as this is still a FREE country, for the time being. Yes, I will whine, yes, I will stamp my feet like a two year old. This is MY blog and I am entitled to do so. If you don’t like it, LEAVE. Don’t read it. Don’t engage me. Just go away.

So, the election is over and Obama has won by a considerable amount of Electoral College votes. The first thing I want to do is examine this Electoral College, its beginnings and why they even exist. From what I understand, the Electoral College was created to make the election “easier”. Congressmen and designated “representatives” from each state make up the Electoral College. In essence, your vote doesn’t mean SHIT. You cast your ballot, and someone else gets to say who is president. Whatever. It’s a crock. It needs to go. Popular vote needs to rule. Screw this crap.

The next issue I have is the polling process. Did any of you know that the military members were denied having their voice heard? Their ballots mysteriously ended up being mailed to another BASE. What the hell is that all about? Then they sat there, for 3 months, and in the process, many of them were destroyed. Once they finally got the ballots back out in the mail, guess what? OOPS, 12 BOXES of the ballots got dropped while being transferred to the USS Kearsearge.  Really? Then, the ballots that they did manage to get delivered were delivered on November 7th. One day after the election. One day too late. One day. ONE EFFING DAY. Thanks USPS. You did Obama’s dirty work rather well. Also, Absentee ballots for Service Members and non-service members who are IN THE US were not sent out in time for them to be filled out, sent back and counted in time. Those that managed to get their ballots and send them in? Well, here, in VA, there were trashcans FULL of ballots found. Ohio allowed unregistered voters to stand up and make their voice heard, even though, they did so ILLEGALLY. Voting machines in 4, yes, 4 states were malfunctioning and choosing to cast ballots for Obama, regardless of if the voter had chosen Romney. (I SMELL POOP.) Invalid Mentally Challenged people were escorted to the polls and were assisted in voting. If they are invalid….why are they being allowed to vote? Isn’t there a law about that? Isn’t there a reason they are declared INVALID? Why were people being bussed from one City to another City to vote? How is THAT legal? (Yes, these are things that were reported in my LOCAL news.) Something is wrong with this system. Something is very wrong. Why haven’t we thrown up our arms, kicked, screamed and acted like 2 year old children over this???? This is our COUNTRY. This is our LIVELIHOOD that is being messed with.

Barry “Barrack” Obama, or whoever he wants to be this week, needs to not be in office. He is slowly killing our nation. He is NOT helping us. He is harming each and every one of us. Problem being? Too many of the younger generations are worried about equal rights, and legalization of marijuana. These things have no business being put in the Presidential election. They should be left up to local government elections. Let that be the deciding vote for your LOCAL leaders, not FEDERAL. What the hell is wrong with all of you Liberals? You think that Barry is doing you a favor…..how wrong you are. He is harming you, and you are so worried about and tied up in race, equal rights and toking up that you don’t even realize it. Get your heads out of your asses! LITERALLY.  Obama is turning us into a nation that will RELY on the government, instead of being self-reliant. Does that not terrify you? It does me. I don’t want the government telling me what I can and can’t do. I don’t want the government telling me how I can and cannot spend my money. I certainly don’t want them stripping anymore of my CIVIL RIGHTS away, which, Obama has already done. I’m over the bullshit. I am over the race card being played.

Count the votes. Count those ballots that you chose to not send in a timely manner. Count the ballots that were LOST. We, the PEOPLE, deserve better than what we got on Tuesday, November 6, 2012. We need to have an uprising in this country. We need to liberate ourselves from the crap that we have been told. We need a revolution.

There have been attacks on the US. NOT on our soil, but, nonetheless, attacks on the US.  This administration is a FAILURE. They have lied to the American Public. They have kept secrets. They are FAILING us. Well, clearly, America is BLIND to all of this. They are DEAF to the cries of our military SCREAMING for support. They are MUTE to any speech other than praise of our President. I shake my head and cry for our children and grandchildren and all the generations to follow. Unless we have a drastic change in this country, I fear for their futures.

So, for all of those who say that we, the Republicans, are whining, crying babies who are sore losers:



How’s this for being a piss poor winner:








?????????
With that being said:


Farewell. Until I blog my unpopular opinions again.

~Lou~