Yes You can do something about Abortion! A letter from LifeNews.com

Dear Pro-Life Friends,

Thanks to your hard work and strong support, President Bush was re-elected this week with a clear and convincing win over pro-abortion candidate John Kerry. Exit polls show that, like you and me, Americans placed the highest priority on moral issues, such as abortion.

Now that the president has been re-elected, a new battle begins. That's the fight to reform the U.S. Supreme Court by putting new members on it who are pro-life or, at minimum, will not read into the Constitution that a so-called right to abortion exists.

President Bush has promised to appoint such "strict constructionists" to the court, just as he appointed numerous pro-life judges to key federal courts during his first term.

However, on the day President Bush accepted a call from John Kerry conceding the race and hours after tens of millions of Americans celebrated, pro-abortion Republican senator Arlen Specter told a news conference that it was "unlikely" that judicial nominees who oppose the horrendous Roe v. Wade Supreme Court decision would be approved once he becomes the new chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee.

President Bush will have the opportunity to appoint anywhere from one to three new Supreme Court justices during his term. If you want those new judges to be pro-life or favor overturning the Roe v. Wade decision, the time to act is now.

In order to move a pro-life judicial nominee through the Senate confirmation process, we need a Senate Judiciary Committee chairman who is not pro-abortion and who will allow nominees to have a fair hearing and an up or down vote.

That won't happen if Senator Arlen Specter is the chairman.

Very soon, Senate Republicans will vote on new leaders for the next Senate. If a majority of the members of the Judiciary Committee speak up in opposition to Specter leading the committee, the entire Republican caucus may vote on a replacement.

If you're pro-life and care about stopping abortion, please do the following and urge pro-life friends and family to do the same:

1. If either of your senators is a Republican, call or write and urge opposition to Senator Arlen Specter becoming the next chairman of the Senate Judiciary Committee. You can reach any senator at 202-224-3121.

2. Contact members of the Senate GOP leadership or the entire 55-person membership of the Senate Republican caucus. We have made it easy for you to send a fax with a short message opposing Specter to either group, by going here.

3. The following are Republican members of the Senate Judiciary Committee. It is especially important that you contact these senators, all of whom are pro-life, if they represent your state: Orrin Hatch (Utah); Charles Grassley (Iowa), Jon Kyl (Arizona); Mike DeWine (Ohio); Jeff Sessions (Alabama); Lindsey Graham (South Carolina); Larry Craig (Idaho); Saxby Chambliss (Georgia); John Cornyn (Texas).

4. Finally, it is important that pro-life advocates across the country keep up with this and other key pro-life battles. Please send this action alert to pro-life friends and family and encourage them to visit the LifeNews.com web site or to sign up for our free pro-life news by emailing news@LifeNews.com.

Thank you for your dedication to the cause of life!

Sincerely,
Steven Ertelt
LifeNews.com

FEELS WAY TOO GOOD!

Jumping for Joy here!!

Remember how I was lamenting about missing a Journal friend? Wondering how she could be gone and where the heck did she go?     

Well......... SHE IS BACK!!!  I got an e-mail from her tonight asking for help in starting her new journal.. aol was giving her probs with it.  So I IM here telling her how ironic.. I was just thinking about her!! And I promised to pimp out her new journal in my next entry.  WELCOME BACK DONETTA!!!

FEELS WAY TOO GOOD ~Donetta                              (forgive her lay out. it is a work in progress)

*On to NaNoWriMo Ramblings*  Word Count 11,803

I am happy to find out I am not the only nut around J~Land doing this crazy thing called National Novel Writting Month.

Ramblings of SheWho Aimeedowd

Movin' On Sammie

Everybody knows...  Danielled1  

Aimee is the one where I first read about NaNoWriMo. I just found out that Sammie was also doing it, the sneek she is keeping a private jouranl about it so you may have to request an invite if you are intrested.  It is great to know I am not the only one doing this and I am really digging thier excerpts. *Hint Danielle* lol jk. A life saver that I have found in writting is AOL Research & Learn: Thesaurus   Speaking of excerpts here is more of a taste

                                                Chapter 5

 

Hannah put baby back in her black case and wiped down her beloved guitar with her cleaning cloth but she could still feel the green eyed stranger’s eyes on her back. Shivers ran down her spine. Out of the corner of her eye she saw him stand up and stretch.  His red shirt came up just a bit for her to see the dark brown track of hair that went from his navel down to those hidden places.  Hannah blushed for noticing such a thing, so unlike her.  She was preparing herself to turn around and him be right there but she heard a ring tone of a cell phone and noticed him reach into his deep pocket bringing out the phone and turn his back to her to answer it.  She sighed to herself, cell phones ruin so much and she is happy not to have one of her own.  If she did she is sure her parents would have tracked her down by now and dragged her away home.  Not like they couldn’t find her if they really wanted.  They knew she was stopping here after work and was with her boss James

 

Hannah turned around and picked up the guitar case and now it was her eyes on his back.  He is so tall she noted to herself. She estimated he was about 6’1.  He would tower over me she thinks to herself.  She is only 5’4 and never wears any shoes that have any kind of heal to them.  She is more for comfort when it comes to her wardrobe.  She slowly steps down off the stage and purposefully listens in on his conversation as she walks over to the coffee bar where Stan is whipping it down

 

In a deep sexy voice he says to who ever it is on the other end “Atlanta? I told you I was taking some time off.  I just got here.”  He turns and locks eyes again with Hannah as she sits down at a stool by the bar.

 

Stan has noticed how they have been eyeing each other all night and he gives a laugh.  Oh youth, it is wasted on the young, he thinks to himself.  He taps on Hannah’s shoulder and says “That’s Phil my nephew.”

 

“Oh” Hannah says surprised as she turns to look at Stan.  “I didn’t see any resemblance” she shrugs her shoulders

 

Stan gives a sad frown and answers “Ya, that is my wife’s brother’s boy” and points to an old photograph hanging on one of the walls of a much younger Stan and a very pretty girl with green eyes

 

“Ohh I see. I know I should be getting going. What do I owe you for all those yummy cookies and the soda?” Hannah said reluctantly.  She really didn’t want to go home yet.  And her head was still floating in the clouds some

 

“Girly you don’t owe me a thing.  If anything I should pay you for bringing in all those customers tonight.  You are totally a trip.  You going to have a career one day doing that you know.” Stan said with a big grin

 

Hannah lets out a giggle and looks back at Phil.  He is now arguing with the person on the other line so she turns to Stan and asks “Can I use your phone.  I kinda blew some people off tonight to stay here.  Not like me at all

 

“Sure thing, no problemo.  Come around and the phone is over there in the back office.” Stan points to a door behind the bar as he pulls a trash bag up out of its can.Hannah didn’t see the door before because it was covered in a psycidelic poster and meshed into the décor of the coffee house

 

Hannah puts her guitar case down by her stool and walks around the bar and to the door. She turns the knob and opens it.  It is pitch dark and she thinks “oh no, another dark room!”.  “Stan? Can you come here and turn the light on for me?” She asks loudly.  She isn’t taking any chances this time.  She doesn’t remember what happen in the bathroom but she now has a fear of the dark.

 

Stan was already around the other side of the bar on his way to the back to take the trash out.  Business was great but all the clean up is a drag.  He is closer to Phil than he is to Hannah so he shoots Phil a look and cocks his head in Hannah’s direction.  Phil sees him and tells the annoying caller “I will get back at you” and hangs up. He shoves the cell phone back into his pocket.  Hannah is peering into the dark of the office and doesn’t even notice Phil walk around the bar and come up behind her.

 

“What? You afraid of the dark” the deep voice says in Hannah’s ear scarring her.  She jumps back and into Phil’s strong arms. He holds her gently from behind. Hannah looks up at him and is memorized by Phil’s eyes again and her heart is pumping fast from the startle he gave her.  He gives her a toothy grin showing perfect teeth behind plump lips.  For the first time in her life she wants to be kissed.  She wants his attention, the kind of attention she gets but has spent the good part of her teen years avoiding.  She wonders if he can see that desire in her sea blue eyes. “Sorry I didn’t mean to make you jump, but I don’t mind catching you when you fall” Phil says with a wink and letting her out of his arms smoothly.

 

Hannah lets out nervous giggles and blushes turning her cheeks from creamy white to a bright shade of pink. “Don’t scare me like that again.  I don’t know why but tonight I am having trouble with light switches.” She told him as she was close enough to face him face to face. She could smell a sweet expensive sent on him and took a deep wiff.  She is tempted to reach up for a kiss.

 

Phil reaches over her shoulder and turns the light on to the small office. “There you go.”

 

“Thanks” she said as she slowly turned around to go make her calls.  She looks into the small office for the phone and spots it on a little table make shift desk littered with papers, a lap top computer and a plate with three cookies and crumbs.  She walks around the deskand sits in an old beat up office chair and puts her slender hand on the phone’s hand set and pauses looking down at the cookies.  She is trying to decide who to call first, her parents or Becka and what she will tell them.

 

Phil takes a step in the office behind her and watches her intently as she sits down. “You going home after this? Or you want to come and hang out with me tonight?”  He asks her with a seductive look in his eyes.

 

“Well, I don’t know.  I really am not ready to go home just now. Not ready to face the music as they say.  But it is getting late and my ma taught me not to trust strangers” she said with a twinkle in her eyes and a wide smile.

 

“You do everything your mother tells you to then?” Phil said teasingly.

 

“Well, mostly.  I am a good girl that way” Hannah added to the banter and takes her hand away from the phone.

 

“Ohh I like good girls. They’re fun to corrupt.  And how will we get to know each other if you won’t come and hang out with me?” Phil said playfully. 

 

“I don’t know.  Do I want to get to know you?  Will you make it worth my while?” Hannah said with a laugh.  She never flirts like this but it is fun.

 

“Will I make it worth your while?!  Ohh you are funny.  I can say I don’t get many complaints.  I know how to show a girl a good time.” He said with a laugh.

 

“And that should impress me?  I am not into players” Hannah said taking back her playful smile.  She wants him and wants to take him up on his offer but she will not be easy.  She has not been waiting for the love of her life for so long and avoiding jerks to be swayed easily by him.  She is already in trouble and before she gets her self deeper she wants to make sure it will not be all for nothing

 

“Oh come on now.  I am not a player.  Or am I?  Guess you will have to find out if you really want to know.  And besides you already know something about me.”

 

"I do? Oh that you are Stan’s nephew. Ya.”

 

“Well, that too. But no.  That I love the way you sing and play your music. So that makes two things.’ He said and gave her another big smile. 

 

She can resist his smile but not his green eyes.  Those eyes she has been looking into all night and feeling them drink her in. “Well, if you promise to be a gentleman.  I will throw caution to the wind. I already have blown off my other plans but I think it was worth it.” She said conceding to the light argument.

If looks could kill...

I have been pretty much planted in front of my computer working on my novel all day. 9,592 Word Count! I knew I should have taken the frozen chicken out at noon for dinner tonight.. I had planned on it but forgot.  I knew I should have been folding the laundry that has been sitting since last week but I kept putting it off.  I knew I should have made the kids do more of their chores.  But no.  I had to write.  My story is starting to take on a twist and I am totally into it.  I am thinking if I can keep turning out the pages like this I WILL make the November 30th deadline, a feat in of it's self.  I will have boocoe bragging rights and a short novel. 

When lunch time came around and my children like baby birds started chirping feed me, feed me, I scanned the slim pickings in my fridge and cabinets.  Left overs from dinner lastnight and peanut butter is about all we have. NO! We want pizza! Yes, I agreed with them, pizza was very tempting.  But I knew we could not afford take out again and if I did order and write a check that could possible bounce Josh would kill me.  So I shook my head no to my little chicks and told them we will have to survive on what we got. Awwwww is what I got. Then I added unless.. your big brother wants to buy us lunch with some of his birthday money he has left?  Ohh I know.. What a terrible suggestion.  That was his money and he should spend it on something fun but I really didn't want to eat left over chilly mac and I was dying for a soda too.  But my son has a big heart and had no problem in paying for the pizza.  We got two largess and two 2 litters of soda and bread sticks for 27 and change.  Zane had $40 and change and he insisted on being the one to pay the delivery driver.  I was clicking away at my story when it arrived but I tore myself away as he was paying the lady at the door.  I thought he gave her a $10 and a $20 and when she asked if we wanted the change I told Zane to let her have the rest as a tip.  I wanted him to learn that you always tip delivery people.. that is how they make most of their money.  Later when he commented that she got a big tip I shrugged it off, thinking he thought $2 is a lot of money.  I know it was to me when I was 10yrs old.

Josh was running late getting home tonight so we decided he would just go right to the kids school for the parent teacher conferences without all of us.  And that was fine with me, I was in grossed in my story anyways and didn't necessarily want to go.  I knew pretty much how the kids are doing and there would be no surprises.  When he got home he sat with each kid and me and talked about the report cards and what the teachers had to say about them.  AnnMarie is right on grade level but does need to practice her reading a bit more.  Josh is very satisfied with her report card and the meeting with the teacher.  He told her as long as you are trying your best I will always be proud of you and gave her a big hug.  When we sat with Zane he was a bit nervous as Josh was toying with him and making him guess what he got in each subject.  Finally I told Josh to just tell us what he got.  3 As and 3 Bs.  His teacher said she was very pleased with Zane and that bit of a problem we had with him getting up and talking in class was concluded, she had reshuffled the class twice since then.  Josh told Zane he was glad about his grades but he knows he can bring those Bs up to As by the next report card.  He just has to stay focused in class and on his work.  His teacher doesn't assign homework so his standing homework with us is studying his spelling and reading for 30 min a day.  Both Josh and I think it kinda strange she doesn't give homework but she explained it to him that she asks them to do it all at school and if they don't finish their class work then they have it as homework, and that about never happens.

So after that little family meeting Josh finds out about the lunch since I suggest the left overs for dinner (I forgot to take the chicken out).  He was very upset about it, especially after finding out Zane paid for it and on top of that I had not gotten my house work done today.  I know Josh busted his ass at work today and it was cold and a bit rainy plus the project is loosing money, that always puts him in a mood.  But when he was scolding me I was brought back to my teen years when my Mom had asked me for my $200 pay check from my little fast food job to help cover the rent.  My dad blew his top when he found out about it, saying there was no excuse for my Mom to ask that of me but really I had no problem with it, I was happy to help.  This felt like the same situation but not as big, but pretty much the same yelling my dad did to my Mom.  Then Zane told him that it was the rest of his money, he had given the lady $13 tip. What! NO! it was two dollars I insisted.  No, Zane had given her two $20 no the 10 and the 20 I had thought.  So now I feel so crappie about it all and Josh insist to Zane he will get all his money back.  Josh couldn't even be in the same room as me for half an hour.  He went into our room until Zane asked him to come out and watch a movie with us.  I sat with them and watched as I folded some of the laundry.. I still have tons to go. Oh well, tomorrow is another day and it will be better I hope.

More of a taste....

Hannah closes her eyes tight hoping to wake up from this apparent nightmare.  All her senses feel like they have been heightened and she can smell something musty that was not there before and she can hear heavier breathing that was not her own. To go along with the breathing she hears foot steps making their way towards her stall.  There are only two bathroom stalls in this unisex bathroom and she hopes who ever it is will make their way to the other one and leave her alone.  The foot steps stop right in front of hers and she holds her breath.  There is giggling at her stall door as the person tries to open it.  <?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" /><o:p></o:p>

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Hannah squeezes her baby blue eyes even tighter and lets out a small cry and builds up the courage to say softly “Some one is in here” Hannah expects in her rational part of her brain to hear an answer of “oh sorry” but no. There is just more heavy breathing and more giggling of the door.  The bathroom stall’s lock holds but the giggling becomes forceful.  Hannah is in shock and very stoned.  Her innocent mind can only think some one doesn’t realize she is in there and they too have to go potty real bad.  But she can not figure out why they would keep trying a locked stall, the universal sign of it being occupied.  As the violent pulling of the door becomes more and more she thinks to herself there is a rhythm to it but also realizes that the lock is not going to hold and something is after her.  She takes a deep breath and is ready to scream. She opens her eyes and it is no longer pitch dark.  There is a bizarre glow of multi colors coming from the other side of her stall.  The most prevalent color is a deep crimson red, almost blood red.  The shock of seeing the colors deflates the building up scream in her and she lets it out in a long surprised breath.<o:p></o:p>

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The latch to the bathroom stall that Hannah is cowering in does not hold and is finally broken down.  The door is pushed in and the stall is flooded with the crazy light.   Standing before Hannah is to her what looks to be a cartoon like devil dressed in a trench coat.  It has the body of a man but his head is red with pointy pearl white horns.  His eyes are blazing green yellow, almost cat like.  His hands are on the stall door and she can see they too are deep red with stone black razor sharp nails.  The devilish figure gives her an ominous smile showing rotting decaying teeth.  Hannah thinks this is a joke but her mind tells her this is no cheap Halloween costume.<o:p></o:p>

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Just a taste of what I have been writting..

Word count 6,296  That is 3 days work.  11 pages (single spaced)  When you write a novel are you suposed to double space?? I don't know.  I know when you write essays for school you do but I can't for the life of me figure out how to make my Word Program double space auto.  I forgot how, it has been so long.

I have been having alot of fun and stress and my house is a shambles.  The kids are home today and tomorrow and again next Thur and Friday.  Nov. has no full school weeks in it!  So they are my little slaves today.  Tonight is the Parent Teacher Confrances.  I will keep you updated on how those go.

So here is just a bit of my writting.  It may not be any good.  It is kinda rough. 

Hannah had a plastered smile on her face and for some reason or another was filled with glee.  James loves her smile, her big pearly whites that are flawless and the naturally pink plump lips that are so kiss able.  He wonders who got the pleaser of being the first one to give her a sweet kiss.  He blushes at the thought and turns away.  Hannah of course is oblivious to James blushing or even a hint of that glimmer in his eyes when she smiles at him.  She has never been really kissed by a boy.  She has never really had a boyfriend.  She sees all the trouble her friend Becka goes threw with hers and Hannah knows she is not looking for that in her life right now.  Just the music.. give her a chance to play and she is happy.  That is where she finds her high.  If she only knew that those cookies are going to be adding to that high, what trouble she could of stayed out of.

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My morning pep talk from NaNoWriMo! I need it!

I did start yesterday.. but it is a slow start.  Life gets in the way ya know and then I fell asleep when I was taking a break. Word count to this date and hour in time: 485  (that is like maybe three paragraphs.

So until I reach my 50,000 word goal by Nov. 30th  I may be doing a bit less journaling here.  Your encouragement is much needed friends.. I already feel like a hack.. a fool.. a shallow pool of ideas.. I can't even think of any more neg. verbs or is that adjectives (been forever since I had an English class to use those terms).. to call myself.

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Dear Writers,

And so NaNoWriMo begins. Thirty-three thousand writers from two dozen countries. The largest literary force ever unleashed upon the unsuspecting month of November. 

Over the course of the next thirty days, we'll produce more prose than many professional writers manage in an entire year. And we'll emerge from the month with a not-horrible manuscript, heaps of novel-writing experience, and the power to charm and impress attractive strangers in cafes with passing references to our literary masterworks.

If your brain is anything like mine (distractible, easily confused, prone to fits of procrastination), it's going to love the upcoming high-velocity workout. And you'll be absolutely astonished by the things your imagination comes up with when you put it on the spot. Bookish plots will appear. Complex settings will materialize and expand. Listless characters will rise up, steering the story towards twists and turns you never could have anticipated or planned.

It sounds too good to be true, I know. But I've seen it happen to thousands and thousands of people. Because it turns out that writing a novel doesn't take a great idea, or a miraculous gift for pacing or dialogue. It just takes dedication. And a deadline big enough to injure a water buffalo.

As we face that whomping thirty-day deadline together this month, I hope you'll keep two things in mind:

1) You are awesome. Whether you recognize it or not, you are a tremendously powerful literary force. Currents of creativity run so deeply through the human condition that the central problem of writing is not a shortage of inspiration but an overwhelming surplus of it. Make writing a daily part of your life in November, and your novel will take care of itself. No sweat.

2) We're all in this together. This month, let's take care of one another, and go the extra mile to keep other Wrimos around us motivated and on track. Whether you spread some friendly encouragement on the forums, in local groups, on in one-on-one writing sessions with friends or family, be sure to reach out with kindness whenever someone is struggling. And should kindness fail, reach out with a sharp stick or other prodding device. 

Whatever works, really, to make sure that all participants experience the spirited highs of Week One, as well as the face-squishing lows of Week Two. To ensure that everyone get the opportunity to gaze out on the pleasant, verdant slopes of Week Three, and experience the champagne-drenched, finish-line mayhem of Week Four.

We could walk alone to that finish line, sure. But the real joy of the journey comes from tackling the challenge together. In spending time writing loudly, sharing our weird plot developments, character epiphanies, and noveling breakthroughs. And -- after one long and productive month -- raising our voices in a mighty, combined roar as we celebrate on the far side of 50K.

So let's get writing! November is upon us, and the great adventure of NaNoWriMo 2004 is officially underway.   

Best of luck, everyone!

Chris
NaNoWriMo

VOTE YOU FOOL!

                                        

                                      

                                         VOTE!!!!!

EVEN IF YOU ARE AN ASS OR A UNFORGETFULL ELEPHANT!

 

Like I have said I am not registered to either party and look at each candidate as to where they stand on this or that issue and I vote for the one who best fits my views.  I would hope by this time you all have made up your mind on who you will vote for.. It is a much headed thing and we in J~ Land are very opinionated.  Just VOTE and be a voice.

I have made it no secret that I am voting for Bush.  I know not every one agrees with me and that is fine.  What makes this a great country is we have a choice.  Think about if we lived in places where there is no choice!  We have freedoms here that others can only dream of!  We are soooo blessed that we take for granted the basic things we have! Freedom to worship God or not in a way we choose.  Freedom to speak agenst or for our government. Freedom to choose who will make decisions on our behalf.

My faith goes hand in hand with my politics.  I cannot separate the two.. And I don't think it was ever meant to be that way either.  Separation of church and state was more to protect the church not the government.  In fact it is no where in the constitution. That term comes from a letter written to a church from Jefferson.  Yet secularists and atheist love to quote it without even understanding it.

Abortion is one of my top issues.. as stated over and over in this journal.  I cannot with good conscious vote for any one who would approve of it.. sit by and do nothing.  And that is what Kerry would do.. as he has said over and over in the debates.  The next President will probably have the authority to appoint a few judges to the Surpream court.  Kerry will not appoint ones who view abortion as an abomination but Bush will. Look at their records on that issue.  Bush signed in the ban on partial birth abortion, Kerry was agenst it.  Kerry did not support Parental Consent and voted agenst it.  He claims to be an alter boy, but his works sure do not show the fruit of what he says. I don't think he would represent me very well on this issue.  Another one is stem cell research.  I am for it. But not the kind that requires a life to be taken for the cells or cloning a human embryo for it.  Kerry supports that, Bush does not.  I know some are saying those are small things and there are bigger issues to think about.  Like war and healthcare and jobs and all that.  Well, sometimes voting your values is bigger than voting by your checkbook.  I am the typical lower middle class family who lives pay check to pay check.  My husband is in a union.  Our health care costs are crazy expensive.  BUT I know God will take care of each need I will ever have and a national healthcare system is not a cure all to high coasts.  If any thing it will make it worse ... ask those in Canada what they think of their system.  When there is no competition no one wins.  You think it is hard to get in to see a doctor now? Sheesh that aint nothing.. wait till they do have a national health care system. 

Another issue that is big for me is the UN and keeping our own souverty.  Bush has fought tooth and nail to keep the designs to our government and not the UN.. he has kept us out of the world court and has curbed donations we make to a fund that would fund abortions world wide.  For some that may not be a big deal but for me it says a lot.  I am of the belief that this world is going to come under a one world government system and when that does there will be a dictator that will take power.. this is not news to some but to others it may seem like a wacky idea.. watch it will happen.. I just don't want it to happen just yet.. I have a lot of living to do before the Lord's return. But keep your eye out on this chip that has been approved by the FDA for keeping medical records and will be implanted in ppl and also on passports to auto read the info.. leading to a chip that will store all your personal info and be used as currency one day.. If you don't have this chip you will not be able to buy or sell.  That may seem like no big deal.. we are in the digital age and that would make life easy right.  But what if you was forced to take this chip as an act of worship to this future dictator and he will be able to track your every move threw it?  Ya I know that sounds a bit crazy.. but don't say I didn't warn you.  With Kerry all that would speed up because just from hearing him at the debates he is Pro UN and Pro One World Government.  The World Test is my fav. Quote.

 

OK this is starting to be a babbling post so I will get to my point.  Basically how you vote tomorrow sends a message of your world view.  One day everyone will be held accountable for their vote.. and as to why they voted this way or that.  God will say I gave you a choice and ask what did you do with that and you will have to answer for it as for all the other choices you have made in your life.  I will be unashamed that day when he asks that question of me. 

With all that said I have the feeling that Bush is going to loose.  I do not think God is going to keep him in power (ultimately it is up to God no matter what way you vote).  Why?  Why do I think Bush will not win.  He did not do what God put him there to do.  He did not turn America back to him, he missed that opportunity. He chose to be PC and speak in general terms.  I also know we are living in the End Times and for all that to come about God will put leaders in that will bring about his plan.  That is why I have NO FEAR if Kerry does win.  Not that I will not be sad, very sad.. Because that means America has been given just what she asked for and a big mess will come about.. but I also will be excited knowing that soon all these prophecy will come to be in my life time and soon my Lord will come.  Ya I know that is a whacked out statement (to the World) but this is what I live for.

Just go and vote you fools.. I know nothing I say will sway you either way : )  But at least you know where I stand.

The weekend re-cap.. Camping!!!

Be sure to click on the pics View Larger button.  It will make looking at them nicer and I have them aragned in scrap book style with a nice background.

We had alot of fun and I am gald I didn't make Josh cancel due to the lice and clean up issues.  Amy didn't come and do my hair so Josh had to do it when he got home.  I let him cut my hair (he didn't want to) so it would go faster.  I will post pics of that later.  Let's just say my head is alot lighter and cooler now.  I do belive we got all the bugs and nits and we caught it just as they came into our home. gurr still it was a pain in the butt.

We got a very late start due to Josh having to do my hair and then pack all up.  We didn't get to the site till about 8:30 and it was already very dark by then.  The Bentlys was there first and got us a good spot in the Scout's Reserve section.  The Ortegas didn't come till much later, we was already asleep and a storm had just went threw.  A LOUD STORM! but it was all good baby.. we had our rain flys up and all our stuff put away and wood covered in plastic.  We was prepared.  Sophia would not sleep in the tent with the other kids and instisted on sleeping with me and Josh in ours on our air matress... needless to say we didn't get much sleep.  The weather was not bad at all.  For Oct you would think it would be alot colder but it was almost spring like.  60'-70s during the day and only down to the 40's at night.  We was really blessed that way! Thank YOU GOD!

Josh went all out and cooked us breakfast on Sat and Sun.  And the boys had to make lunch in foil packs for their family on Sat.. it was for a merit they was working on this weekend.  All turned out very yummy. But when Josh cooked there was alot of clean up lol.  We went on two hikes Sat.  The easy one after breakfast and then after lunch a bit harder one around the lake.  All very beautiful landscap.  Josh and the babies stayed behind for the last one.  Sophia was two faced this weekend. Sweet one min. and then throwing a big tantrum the next.  She is 3! I thought we was past the terrible 2s??? Lilly was good and charmed everyone ofcourse.  She really conected with Chris' Aunt Cecilia and her BF Dave.  When we was on the first hike she would always make sure she was close to them and sat by the fire with them at night.  Cecilia gave me her e-mail addy so we would make sure to keep in touch.

It was a really nice weekend.  Went by too fast.  I am glad we went since we had not gone all summer.  It really makes me miss our old friends that we don't talk with anymore, they was the ones who got us into camping in the first place.  I miss sitting by the fire and BSing with them.  Everyone on this trip went to bed early so it was just me and Josh by the end of the night enjoying the last embers of the fire.  The moon was sooo birght, like a flash light to guid us back to our tent.  It would of been perfect nookey time but we had Sophia with us lol and I told Josh ahead of time none of that since it was a Scouting event.  I wish Josh and I could go camping just the two of us but that will be next to impossible I think.  But I so do enjoy these family camps and the memories they make.  By the fire when it would pop and embers would fly up I told the girls that is how Fairys are born. lol Ofcourse we gave them the more tec. reasons but I also liked making the story up and every time the fire would pop and the girls would look at the ember fly up up up and say "LOOK A FAIRY!"  Ofcourse we all had the traditional smores and we had a weenie roast too.

The bathroom was so far away it was a hike in of its self.  I had to take the gitrls many many many times. My legs are somewhat sore but I don't mind.  If we did this more often I would be in awesome shape lol.  Ohhhhhh and I am glad the others brought thier dogs! They stood gaurd and kept the coons away at night.  The racoons was terrible!  So very bold they would come to our site when they thought we was not looking when we was sitting by the fire.  We had to scould one of the kids for feeding one a marshmellow!  Chris's older brother brought his sling shot and was shooting at them to get them to leave.  Later when I was laying Sophia down in our tent I could hear one behind our tent in the leaves and he scared Sophia so bad I had to get out of the tent and shoo him away.

Well if I am ever going to start my book I better wrap this entry up. Can't belive it is the first of November already!