I have been a little sick and self-absorbed lately. I also have no sense of what day, let alone date, it is. So when Chad surprised me Valentines Day morning with a homely, little, heart-shaped cut-out filled with some yogurt that was slowly oozing out the bottom I was a little confused. Now I am just irritated that I was not fit to celebrate some of the most excellent people in my life. So, sorry Chad, I really owe you. Especially after melting down in the evening, when you were just trying to help.
What I neglected to put together until this morning, is that since it was Valentines Day yesterday, that means my dad’s birthday was the day before. OOPS!!! Sorry Dad. So I am going to brag about him some and hope he knows that I think the world of him.
Some of my most favorite memories are those that have been shared with my dad. One of my favorite days is still the time we spent on one of his days off. We went out to lunch at a local culinary program at a community college, then got fresh produce at a road side stand. We were going along in his truck with “The Music Man” blaring. I think that music is genius! We stopped at the library and found $40 dollars in a book. At the check out he joked with the librarian that using the library is “better than free!” She had no idea what he was so proud of. Then we went home and tried out one of the very best recipes, “Pumpkin Chowder,” mmm.
Dad is really even tempered. So when my mom and I were going off our rockers, he was great at helping me calm down and move forward. Dad never really got involved in a lot of my issues. He always treated me like a responsible adult. So when he gave his input about guys I was dating or something I was doing I really took it to heart.
My dad is a great story teller. He is really quiet if he doesn’t know you–but watch out! We all get so we are just crying because we are laughing so hard!
He is probably the most creative and inventive person I know. We had plans to float down the Snoqualmie river once, but could not find any inner tubes that didn’t cost a bajillion dollars. So dad and I went and picked up some blow up kiddie pools and a blow up dolphin. Dad’s great idea. They worked great! Of course, we stared blowing them up on the way home so the car was full of water toys. Because he’s my dad, he was not satisfied with the dolphin so he took a Sharpie and drew some gills and sharp teeth so we had a cool shark instead.
I could go on forever about this guy. He has taught me a lot. He has made life so much fun! He is a totally RAD DAD! I cannot wait to see him as a grandpa. Chad and I are going to have the luckiest kids. I love him tons!
Happy Birthday Dad!
I love Black-market American drugs!!! A bunch of the American girls pooled together their left over prescriptions for nausea during pregnancy. Thanks to their fabulous contributions and Rachel’s awesome knowledge, experience and drug running I have had the best day in weeks!!! Thank you everyone SO much! Now I just have to make it last until I can get some more.
Disclaimer: if you are the type of person who doesn’t wish to discuss politics or hear the opinions of someone who may not be the brightest in this area STOP reading. Since curiosity never allows anyone to stop reading after a disclaimer like that, please don’t hate me for the way I see things, but please help me understand your opinions if they are different than my own.
I have had a lot of time lately to think. Think about how great it is to be unconscious of how you’re feeling. Think about how I could never go through chemotherapy. Think about all sorts of things related to my health and pregnancy and a lot about some completely unrelated topics too. As most of you know, the United States primary elections are taking place. Chad and I have had some long talks about issues and candidates. We’ve posted our ballots and hoped in some small way to be heard. We both voted in Washington’s Republican primary, but the day I put the ballots in the mail was the day Romney dropped out, so there was no disputing the winner anymore anyway. I hope we have better luck during the November elections.
As we went down the list of issues and how candidates felt about them it was astonishing. I Initially felt that all of the lead candidates are very capable and would do a terrific job of being a President. Then I saw them agreeing with things like torture and wiretapping and loss of habeas corpus. It makes me wonder who these people are and what they really do stand for. What happened to days and times when the leader of our country was also someone who you looked up to and who was a moral example? I find myself feeling very disappointed and more patriotic than ever. My patriotism is not a reflection of what our country is today and what it is standing out as to the world. My patriotism clings to thin hope that we can still become the America that many still believe we can be. A place where freedom rings and opportunity is coupled with hard work and a man can worship as he pleases.
A place where we remember why we became a country in the first place. In all my history lessons I do not remember ever learning that early Americans wanted to conquer the world and be the king of the mountain. Instead we wanted to be able to get out from under tyranny. America seems to have become the tyrant. There is so much hypocrisy in our example now. If your country is messing up then like crusaders we will come in and force democracy upon you. If you utter contrary cries than we’ll destroy you like the heretics. It doesn’t help that Elisa and I are reading Catch-22 right now. You start seeing hypocrisy everywhere you look by the time you get to the end of the book. 🙂
We keep the world from developing weapons of mass destruction because no one can be trusted but ourselves–but we make them and we USED them; who cannot be trusted? If there is rumor that these weapons exist we will mow your country over into submission. When did the US become the world’s big brother? When did the US become everyone’s bully?
There’s so many Americans that just don’t care what direction the US is going in. That bothers me more than the behavior of the politicians. I’m not surprised anymore to see innocent people getting killed because of misguided wars, or to see corruption at home. But I’m always surprised at people that are happy with all that. Maybe people just don’t think they have time to keep up with the news, and so it’s more convenient to assume that there must be a good reason for whatever the leaders decide to do.
I have been so sad, more than I can say, that I have been ashamed to claim my nationality while living here in Switzerland. I do, but it seems to always be followed by a disclaimer. Not one that says, “In a second I’m going to tell you where I am from and you’re not going to like it but let me explain.” It is more along the lines of, “I am American, but I don’t think that everything they’re doing is really great–or good at all!” When did the United States become a homeland that we must beware of claiming when we are abroad? It is one of the saddest things to see that the US is not what some of us Americans still hope it can be.
