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Archive for October, 2013

NONE OF THE ABOVE

I suppose if you’ve read my other posts you’ll notice that there is no love lost when it comes to me and politicians, however this Governor’s election makes me feel like Richard Pryor in Brewster’s Millions where I want to launch a campaign for NONE OF THE ABOVE!  I feel like Virginians are being cheated that the only choices we have are dumb and dumber or Beavis and Butthead.  I’m sorry but I really can’t get behind either one of these candidates for a number of reasons which I don’t feel the need to list right now.  Enter Sarvis.  An interesting alternative, but so new that I’m not sure I know enough about him to give a vote of confidence to run the State of Virginia with the competence needed to overcome all of the damage that has been done in the past and present.  I should not have to be concerned about whether or not the Governor is going to allow me to make the most personal decisions about my body.  Or if he is going to impose his own beliefs on the state rather than realizing that when you decide to represent a group of diverse people, that your decisions must be as diverse as the Charges you represent.  We need someone who knows how to listen to the wishes of his constituents, who is financially sound, and knows how to run his own household before he tries to run any public office.  Unfortunately, we have a system where people will vote based on party lines and not competency, common sense, or conscious.  The two party system is like a Boil on the behind of America and needs to go away.  Candidates for office need to be qualified and not just loyal to a party.  Party loyalty divides people, homes, cities, states, and this country and a house divided against itself shall not stand.  I refuse to be a part of that division and will not vote based on a party.  That being said….I am publicly revealing that my choice for Governor of Virginia will be….my husband!!

Smile and LWG

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America is NOT a SPORT!!

I’ve learned that when we get hung up on titles and credentials the best people aren’t always hired for the job.  Just because someone has a Masters or PhD doesn’t mean they are competent and just because someone is Democrat or Republican doesn’t mean they are going to act with the best interest of the people in mind.  Maybe when we stop acting like these two parties are our favorite football team and we stick with them no matter what, we will begin to elect people who are truly about the will of the people and not cockblocking (yes, I said it!) progress just because the person with the idea is on the other team!! Let’s stop showing our ignorance just for the sake of the Party!!

It is well past time to stop being fans of Republicans and Democrats (and the Tea Party) and start holding ELECTED (meaning hired to do a job) Officials accountable for the reckless nature in which they make decisions and run this country!!

Allowing a country to shutdown, go bankrupt, and become economically deficient while holding your breath and throwing a temper tantrum until your team gets their way is juvenile, irresponsible, reckless, stupid, asinine, idiotic, senseless, trivial….oh I could go on and on but I think you get the picture.

If Congress needs more things to play with then I will be happy to start a toy drive, however, American lives and livelihoods are not a high stakes poker game where everyone has on their poker face and waiting to see who is bluffing.  Put down the cards and cigars and get back to work or you’re all FIRED!!

LWG

Why I need to Retire My Cape

“It’s Handled has been my mantra long before Scandal and Pope and Associates became the latest and greatest television phenom and addiction.  Whenever someone close to me fell into a situation, I entered my virtual phone booth changed into my superhero cape and came to the rescue.  I wore the white hat.  I had a compelling need to right the wrong, straighten the crooked, and strengthen the weak.  Even if I didn’t have an immediate solution, I didn’t rest until every stone was turned and every option explored.  I was the FIXER!  And if it didn’t get solved or fixed it wasn’t due to lack of trying and commitment on my part.  Commitment on MY part….don’t let that one get by you.  You see the problem was, in most cases, I was the one who was committed to a solution.  And, unlike Olivia Pope, my “clients” didn’t come to me.  I made the decision that they needed fixing even when they didn’t think they were broken.  I decided what the problem was and thereby had control over what the solution should be.  I……are you noticing the trend here?!  It was a “me” project and not really about the other person.  I needed to fix someone else so I could feel whole.  I needed to be the problem-solver so I would feel important and accomplished.  I’m not saying the problems didn’t exist, I’m saying that they weren’t mine to solve.  I was the one who made it my personal business once someone simply confided in me about their struggles, needs, frustrations, wishes, desires, dreams, to make it happen.  Oh there were a few times when I was asked to intervene directly, but most of the time all I needed to see was the proverbial “Bat” sign in the sky and I came running.

So why retire my cape now?  Well, after many years of sleepless nights, restless days, tears that shouldn’t have been mine, and coming of age wisdom, I have realized that the many battles that I fought and lost where not mine to begin with.  Not only that, I was a rescuer in need of a rescue.  My emotional load had become so heavy that the weight of it all landed me in a personal black hole.  I cried out for help and silence was the answer.  I began to question why, with all that I did, failure was the continued result.  These became my failures.  I was counting them at night like sheep but they weren’t lulling me to sleep.  On the contrary, they were making me lose hair, gain weight, get angry because things just weren’t working out the way they were supposed to.  Why were people not following my script?!  Well, the answer to that became crystal clear one day when I sat back and realized that I had created the characters to perform in scenes that would produce a plot and tell a story but never asked anyone to read the script or audition for the parts.  This had become my very own Play, Movie, Sitcom, Drama, and Reality Show.  I was the only one who knew what was supposed to happen.  I was the Writer, Producer, Director, and Star of my own delusions.  I decided that once I became involved in the situation, everything would evolve into a happy ending.  Well, guess what?  When you work harder on someone else’s goals and dreams than they do, the result is never a happy ending.

So here I am with a completely different outlook.  One that makes me the Writer, Producer, Director, and Star of my own Reality.  An outlook that now gives me peace and helps me move forward from day to day.  This outlook has brightened my days and lightened my load.  I still own the cape and will never completely give up the white hat, but they are safely tucked away for a specific time and purpose.  That time when the need is real and the outcome is truth.  So if you don’t see me running to the rescue every time my “Spidey Sense” starts tingling, it’s not because I don’t care, it’s because I do care enough to stay out of the way of the real Super Heroes in life and be okay with it not being me.

LWG

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