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"A lie gets halfway around the world before the truth has a chance to get its pants on." - Sir Winston Churchill

Friday, February 29

Candidate N

A friend sent me something interesting yesterday. Apparently someone has put some effort in to gathering information regarding Hillary's and Obama's track records during their public service careers. The author was clear to point out that Hillary's activities were based solely on her accomplishments outside of her role as First Lady to former President Clinton. The author designated the two Democratic party contenders as Candidate N and Candidate 14 (to avoid any subconscious preferences).

To make a long explanation short, once I made my choice based on the voting record and platform issues (cleverly re-written to say the candidates' stances but in such a way that you aren't completely sure if it is Hillary's or Obama's), I was more than satisfied that my chosen candidate was the best person for the Democratic nomination.

Candidate N would be the clear choice for me.

Candidate 14 was Obama.

Monday, February 25

I'm glad I'm not a Democrat . . . seriously.

Okay, I know I have jested in the past about Democrats and Hillary but in all seriousness I am glad I am not a Democrat during this primary season.

I think we can all agree that not everything that is spoken by a politician* is the God's honest truth and if you don't agree then you're delusional and you really should not be allowed to vote. But I don't make the rules so there you go.

Back to the Democratic primary. I can truly see where both Hillary and Obama would not be bad choices for the party candidate. Hillary is right when she says that Obama does not have the experience to be Commander in Chief. If you're not an incumbent, then that point is pretty much a given. Dick Cheney does not have the experience to be President although he DOES have the experience to be Vice President. See where I'm going with this? I know I am picking at words but that is what campaigns are about. Seek and destroy via semantics.

Here's another word to jump on: proven. The only person currently proven to be President is GWB because he IS the President. Goodly or badly he is the proven President. If you have never been President in your life, you ARE NOT proven. Wat a minute, maybe Hillary IS proven?;o]

But back to the Democratic candidates. I love to listen to Obama talk. Man, he is smooth. I listen to him and find myself agreeing with a LOT of what he is saying. But herein lies the rub - what you say you want to do/we need to do is a very different thing from what you will be allowed to do. My husband (elected official) has great ideas for our little community. Ideas that include technology for better information, quicker resolution, etc. Ideas that include expanding the department to offer more jobs, provide better response. etc. Ideas that include protecting our community from a multi-billion dollar lawsuit due to dangerous inmate housing. And he could get these great things done but for one thing: the elected officials who speak on behalf (?) their districts and vote against anything that would be cost effective or pro-active. God forbid that they approve the expenditure of $1,000 to prevent a possible (most likely) future expense of $50,000.

Despite everything that Obama or Hillary say that they WILL do, what they will be allowed to do if elected is completely yet to be determined.

So, back to being glad I'm not a Democrat during this primary because honestly I don't know who would be the lesser of two evils or the better of two good intenders.

I would not be surprised if we are inaugurating a Democratic president come next January.

For those of you who are Democrats and did not get a peek at the Republican primary ballot, there were about 8 different candidates - most of whom I cannot recall nor even heard of. So I went with the candidate that I am most comfortable with even though he is not considered the "favorite." In the end, that's the best I can do as a voter participating the election process of a democracy.

*FYI, my husband is NOT a politician - he is a peace officer of the State of Texas.

Saturday, February 16

Breathing resumed

The Bear came through surgery just fine but mad as a hornet. The anesthesiologist told us to expect it because it was normal for little ones to wake up confused and upset.

Okay, upset is an understatement. It took FOUR of us to keep him from pulling out the IV and the bandage on his leg. Man oh man HE WAS PISSED. They put that little heartbeat monitor clip on his big toe (no pain whatsoever) but it was the one thing he WAS able to pull off so he did and he threw it off as hard as he could.

So far as I can tell the only pain he has experienced was when they pulled the IV needle out of his wrist but I was holding him and he had relaxed quite a bit so he was pretty much coming in and out. The anesthesiologist gave him a little extra bump of sedative to keep him calm as the general anesthestic wore off. He winced a little with the IV but other than that his bad mood was attributed to not liking the leg brace (which kept his leg completely straight).

The hardest part of this ordeal has been trying to keep him down and at a slower rate of speed.

Yeah right.

This is a kid who routinely moves from one room to the next without touching the floor.

He has bounced back tremendously and the best news is that the pathology report came back: benign.

Praising and Thanking God out here.

Tuesday, February 12

Sometimes being a parent sucks . . .

The Bear will be having knee surgery tomorrow. For the past month we have been going to different doctors and going through different tests and a week ago today we were informed of the diagnosis: Baker's cyst. The need for removal is obvious - the cyst is right in the middle of his knee joint and its mere presence threatens healthy normal development of his knee.

So . . . as a parent I have to hand over my baby boy to doctors tomorrow morning at 7:30 so that he can be operated on.

This is where I have let my Mom's pragmaticism kick in: it is what must done despite fear. When I was 18 months old she handed me over to doctors in order to repair an abdominal hernia. Without the surgery I would have grown and the tear in my stomach lining would have enlarged and quite possibly my intestines would have created a more dire and painful condition. But she was strong and did what had to be done, even though that meant putting her child's wellbeing in someone else's hands. And Mom was not one to give control over to anyone except her Lord. Truth be told, I know there were times when she had trouble giving control over to Him, too!

So tomorrow morning I will be patiently and prayerfully waiting for my only child to come through his surgery like the big strong Bear he is.

Oh yeah . . . and Daddy? He's not doing so well. He will be getting a valium at the hospital in the morning.