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It turned into the informal essay I anticipated. While feedback is appreciated, I discovered this was a process to sort through some of the muck read on a daily basis with bits and pieces scattered everywhere, and come to my opinion of the pending legislation. The process was cathartic.

[info]sir_dave I understand you have substantial issues with the American health care system. Nothing short of miracles can be all things to all people in this very human world. Though we owe so much to the UK, it is important to note more than water separates us at times. We don't always share the same values, think in the same terms, or express ourselves in the same way. That's not bad, that's just the way it is after a 200 year separation. For all but the most liberal of Americans, the battle is so much more than health care and insurance - it's about liberty and maintaining freedoms. The huddled masses we've invited and accepted over the decades and centuries came to the US to escape tyrannical governments, not to enslave their descendants to similar forms. What we have is unique, very personal, and extremely fragile, if we lose the gift of freedom here, there's no other place for humanity to turn. And yes, the cost for this is at times personal suffering, but the cost was no less to gain what we enjoy today.

Don't Fix That Which is Not Broken

HR 3200, also known as America's Affordable Health Choices Act of 2009, presupposes large segments of the American health care system as irrevocably broken. As some in Congress would have us believe, this bill is the miracle needed to “fix” the foundational cracks ripping and tearing our nation asunder. I believe the bill, if passed, will prove to be a national disaster.

Problems exist in the American medical system, but unlike Tom Daschle, I do not believe the fundamentals of our health care system are broken. We still have the most responsive and innovative system anywhere in the world. The crisis, if it can honestly be deemed as such, lies within the ancillary institutions to health care: insurance, legal and professional associations such as the AMA.

Myths and Fairy Tales

The most often heard complaint within and without the halls of government relates to the spiraling cost of health care. Health care inflation is double that of the country’s inflation. Most of that is due to excessive administration expenses, something a bureaucratic-heavy, government-ran program will only exacerbate – without benefit of enhanced services.

Without assuming control of all health care management, as of 2008, health care expenses consumed 16% of the GDP, and is expected to rise without reform. But the “reform” being presented to American will exponentially increase the percentage of the GDP. This logic clarifies Biden’s recent remarks that “in order to avoid bankruptcy, we have to spend more.” Equal logic can be applied. Secretary Tommy Thompson discussed issues concerning Medicare in a 2008 forum debate with Senator Daschle. He said funding for Medicare adequately meets the needs, but because the funds go into a general government fund, they are spent for other programs, and then are redistributed to Medicare with a smaller percentage than the collected monies. Our government openly admits it regularly mismanages funds collected from the taxpayer and we are expected to trust these same people with an addition one to two trillion tax dollars annually? That’s a very large pill Congress asks us to swallow. Perhaps it’s not meant to be swallowed, insertion methods may vary.

Statistics are so malleable they can mean anything to whomever chooses to interpret them. For simplicity’s sake, estimates assign 45 million uninsured in the U.S. This number includes approximately 13 million illegal aliens. This brings the number of uninsured to less than 10% of the population. Also included in the initial 45 million are those who could purchase premiums, but choose against. The “real” number becomes much closer to 25 million. Congress is asking almost 350 million US citizens, most satisfied with their current level of insurance, to strip their coverage to bare minimum to accommodate 25-30 million. This is un-Constitutional in every respect, short-sighted by far, and mean to the utmost. Surely there are other solutions available, but they can only originate with a incentives in a free market system, never from the government.

What appearance might Govi-care assume

What would a government sponsored health insurance program look like? The phrase “death by denial” creates a dismal graphic image.

Massachusetts adopted universal care in 2006 in an attempt to reign in out of control costs to the state government. Instead, costs have compounded by double each year, illegal immigrants are being thrown to the wolves, and the mandatory insurance coverage isn’t working out as expected, either. The Massachusetts experiment serves as a grim preview into the country’s future should HR 3200 pass. Rationing will become a matter of fact from the first days of inception, because the only way the government could control cost would be to deny coverage. Like HMO’s across the nation, the incentive to save is too great to consider cancer coverage for an aging population, or allow live-saving routine tests, or for a physician to order an expensive test in a slightly elevated risk population. Or, as the case for medical care for Native Americans living on reservations, once the money runs out, the medical office rolls up shop until next year.

At last glance, military members or families still cannot sue military doctors for malpractice, no matter how egregious the harm inflicted. If the federal government assumes control of medical salaries, the simplest and quickest means to controlling insurance costs is to abolish the ability of patients to sue. The suggestion is not nearly as outrageous as it may appear at first glance.

Why Is It Good Enough for Me, but Not for You?

If this proposed plan is the cure-all to the nation’s health care woes, why then won’t Obama won’t commit himself and family to the proposed plan? Or why won’t Congressional members support House Resolution 615, sponsored by John Fleming, which locks members of Congress into the same insurance plans they want to offer to the greater pubic? The answer is obvious: what they want for “us” is inferior. Period. During the run-up to the 2008 election, I recall watching a program where Obama spoke about the horrors his mother encountered while trying to get an HMO to cover the cost of cancer treatments. Unfortunately, I cannot recall the source of this dialogue, but even though the story changed slightly to adjust for his current agenda, there is still a reference available.

The decision to assign health care of all Americans to the federal and state governments is not the solution. It requires only a cursory look at the proposed bill to see this plan offers no solutions, but instead compounds the cracks already present and compromises the quality available to all citizens.

One Possible Solution among Many

The idea that seems most sensible stems from a variation of practice that until recently was common: contract doctors. Fans of Northern Exposure will remember Dr. Joel Fleischman came to Alaska after attending medical school via an Alaskan scholarship. They paid for the education, and in return, he was required to commit a number of years of service to an Alaskan community. This type of arrangement still takes place in some of Georgia’s smaller rural settings, and I suspect in other areas as well.

The cost of medical school can reach into the hundreds of thousands of dollars, especially when taking into consideration specialty or multiple specialties many doctors choose. Nursing schools, while far less expensive, still place a financial burden on the student, even more so when the nursing studies extend into graduate levels. The costs become prohibitive for many aspiring students. Georgia currently extends student loan forgiveness for teachers in order to recruit new teachers from across the country. Why can’t the federal and state governments not extend this same debt forgiveness to physicians, nurses, and affiliated health care workers in exchange for equitable voluntary service on a national level? (Voluntary contract service is key to the program.)

Facilities, equipment, and medication remain to be addressed under an extended program such as this. To the extent the government is currently preparing to control all health care concerns at a cost into the trillions of dollars, it seems reasonable to suggest a modified arrangement. The government could supply clinics and hospitals with medical equipment, lease facilities from private or non-profit organizations, and finally buying prescription medications from pharmaceutical companies in bulk to distribute for a greatly reduced cost, something already in place to supply military pharmacies worldwide.

This alternate plan offers many advantages. Doctors begin private practice out of debt. The government stays separate from the doctor patient relationship. Visits to a doctor’s office or hospital become affordable, as fees for care would necessarily plummet. So too would administrative costs associated with insurance become marginalized. Finally, perhaps most importantly, the plan would offer fluidity between public and private care as personal need or circumstances dictate.

The plan is not perfect. Gaps in coverage could exist, especially in the implementation phases. More advanced procedures would require waiting. Many patients would never develop a lifetime relationship with one physician, a rarity now at any rate. Other potential pitfalls exist, not the least of which would still require an expenditure of a percentage of the nation’s GDP. However imperfect the plan might be, it’s still a far cry from HR 3200, and I suggest this plan - or any other reasonable consumer driven plan - is at the very least worth an honest national debate.

No matter the innovative means anyone can devise to help correct the U.S. healthcare system, the most essential element requires reform of allied industries: professional organizations, tort reform, and a restructuring of insurance from the bottom up. The AMA needs to relinquish some of its stranglehold on medical practices; there is no logical reason why nurses, psychologists and other advanced medical personnel are restricted from prescribing and diagnosing within their respective fields of expertise. No other consumer market in the nation shrouds costs for office visits and procedures, as does the medical community. This hallowed practice places physicians and hospitals outside the sphere of the free market and has done great harm by failing to create a competitive marketplace. It enabled a system of corruption within the insurance industry and burdened the government to the extent it now feels free to assume control of all aspects of medical care. There must also be some device in place to halt frivolous medical malpractice lawsuits. The best suggestion on this topic requires the loser to pay all associated costs with the suit, and the action stricken from the doctor’s record. Visiting a health professional should never resemble a favourable lottery draw. The last sphere of influence currently functioning more like a lottery organization than a member of the medical society are the insurance companies. For far too long now, insurance companies have been allowed to collect monies and then when disaster strikes, howl like injured coyotes and expect a government bailout. The most pressing needs for insurance reform involves portability, prohibitions against pre-existing conditions, and spiraling premium rates without realized justification.

Yet another Government Dupe

Healthcare is not a right. Our Constitution guarantees the right to life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. To address any who may argue the right to life somehow equates to the right of medical care to ensure quality of life, I would counter the Framers intended to protect all citizens from a government who might kill arbitrarily. In a capitalistic society, and by the right of liberty, persons have a right not to excel and, indeed, fail utterly. True liberty means that we live by our decisions, whether advantageous or disadvantage to our personhood. However, we are a compassionate nation. Circumstances occur where the best endeavors and preparations fail through no fault of the person. We need some form of safety net to catch the truly unable and unfortunate, no reasonable person resents tax dollars supporting persons with real medical need.

I doubt this administration’s attempt to cram this legislation down our throats as the appropriate prescription. Because there is one plan, and only one plan, a total dismissal of honest debate, and the speed in which Congress and the Obama administration want to enact this legislation, we can know with full certainty this government is not seeking solutions, rather is acting to fulfill a suspect agenda.


Just Shy of Two Years
NadaAnn
[info]pistos
All the legal wrangling and battling covering the past twenty months finally, finally concluded today.   As the news is public record, I can post openly.

What did dad end up with after all the screaming and kicking?  It's good.
  • Dad gets 1st and 3rd weekend overnight visitation.  No such thing as an extended three day holiday weekend.
  • Dad gets Christmas and Thanksgiving days, to alternate annually.
  • Dad gets 4 hours to spend with her on her birthday.
  • Nightly 5 minute phone calls.
  • Beginning next year, he gets a two week summer visitation.
  • He must provide clothing and other hygienic needs for her weekend stays.  No more packing a suitcase for each visit.
As far as we're concerned, this is about as minimum  as it gets without terminating his parental rights.  And it does afford a semblance of a father/daughter relationship without overburdening anyone, or exposing her to the world of neglect and abuse the state ripped her from.

There is one very important condition to all this.  This is a provision that if Dad facilitates any type of contact between Johnna and Nyree, or arranges for someone else to arrange a meeting - even a supervised visit, he forever forfeits his parental rights to Johnna.  Finito!  We'll sling his butt in front of this judge so fast he won't even know what's happened.  The judge was NOT pleased to discover the day after dad testified Nyree was an unfit parent, he arranged for a week long visit between the two.  (He called her just about every name in the book to express how earnest his conviction is, some of the descriptions causing everyone in the courtroom to burst out laughing, especially when it was summed that Nyree was the sole cause of global warming!.)  So all it will take is one phone call to close the book on both of these irresponsibile parenting dolts.  To this end, we're willing to pay the $300 to have Johnna chipped so we can track her movements via GPS.  (Not an empty threat)

There's only one very small detail to work out.  We wern't happy about it initially, but when we discovered it will most certainly work to Johnna's long-range benefit, we became rather animated.  For sanity's sake, we'll keep this one a secret for the time being.   And really, in the greater scheme of things, it's not a big deal.



It's over!  We won!



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Happy Father's Day
NadaAnn
[info]pistos


A tribute to all the fathers out there. 

And as a special tribute to the guy who decided to accept the challenge again, to give life a chance to a most wonderful and deserving girl when he could have easily walked away... my husband, my love, Martin.


Rare and Wonderful
NadaAnn
[info]pistos
What a wonderful feeling knowing how richly blessed life is.


If it was worth fighting for, I employed a full arsenal... And won the ultimate prize.

If it required sacrifice, I willingly gave... And became the richer for the loss.

If it created uncertainty, I groped blindly for pillars of Truth... And discovered a deeper faith.



Christians were never promised an easy life, but were promised blessings, pressed down, shaken together, and spilling over.  Faith coupled with action brings about the richest blessing of all - peace.






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Life
NadaAnn
[info]pistos
Alive.

Busy.

Really busy.

Having fun.


That's it.
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Final Decision
NadaAnn
[info]pistos
Words cannot even begin to express the emotions I feel right now.  We finally received the court's decision on Johnna's permanent custody. 

She's coming back home for good!!!
 

The judge ruled both parents totally unfit to raise a child.  Mom lost all parental rights to Johnna.  The judge will allow a continuing relationship between Johnna and her father by way of two scheduled weekend visitation each month.  Martin and I are fine with this arrangement; however, the last information we received was his plan to move back to New York next week.  We have no clue at present as to how this judgment will or will not effect his decision to move back in with his mom.

Johnna's arrival date is not set yet, but it will be very soon.  John's lawyer is supposed to be talking to him today about getting Johnna back to Georgia and into our care ASAP.  We're hoping for Monday at the latest.  Except for the celebrated homecoming, all that remains to end this case is establishing a more detailed visitation schedule and re-initiating the child support cases for each parent.

We are so very grateful to God and for all your prayers and support.  It was a long and difficult fight.  It wasn't easy waking up feeling optimistic each day.  But now that we know this has come to a beautiful end, every moment of anxiety and stress seems a very light price to have paid.







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HJ Res 5
Don't Tread on Me
[info]pistos
Would someone please pull me out of this Alice in Wonderland nightmarish hell?


H.J. Resolution 5
:  Proposing an amendment to the Constitution of the United States to repeal the twenty-second article of amendment, thereby removing the limitation on the number of terms an individual may serve as President.


Without peeking:

1.  Who sponsored the bill? 
(worth 5 points)
     A:  A liberal Obamatron or
     B.  A social conservative? 

2.  Whom does this bill "hope" to free from pesty Constitutional constraints? (worth 5 points)
     A.  George W. Bush
     B.  Barack Hussain Obama


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It's Not Blood-d, but it's Still Funny
Don't Tread on Me
[info]pistos
Kids can be hilarious!





Once in a Lifetime... Different than Expected
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[info]pistos
Thunderstorms and dark storm clouds dominated this morning's skies.  A simple reverse of direction revealed one of the largest full arc rainbows I've ever seen.  It was spectacularly brilliant with the colour bands clearly defined, all the more so set against a very dark sky.

A slight turn in the road and a second full arc rainbow displays its majesty above the first.  This is absolutely breathtaking. 

Once when I was about eight or nine, the entire family was in the car when we spotted a rainbow stretching across the broad Texas horizon.  My father decided to chase it so we could find the pot of gold at the end.  We chased the ever-illusive light show for almost a half an hour, before giving up.  We learned that day rainbows don't have an end.  While the adventure was fun, learning about refracted light took some of the magic out of rainbows; yet, they've always created awe and wonder for me whenever spotting one.

I eventually drive to the point this morning where the rainbow is perpendicular to my direction and can't be viewed.  It's fine, I'm feeling incredibly blessed for the experience.

Then the once in a lifetime event occurs.  About 60 feet in front of me, the rainbow touches the road.  It's the end of the rainbow!  I slightly brake and within a few seconds, the entire front seat of the car is bathed in colour.  God's first covenant with humanity was entirely tangible for one blink of an eye.  Words fail to describe the rapture of the moment.

I can say with certainty there is a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow  It isn't a gold that one can spend or hoard, but richer all the more for it's promise and magic.




An Elbow, Israel and Oogies
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[info]pistos
Went back to the WC doc today to have the elbow looked at.  Finally, after 5 months someone took an X-ray of it.  Torn tendon.  But I didn't need diagnostic equipment to already know that.  Doc also commented on the profound swelling and heat still at the site after all this time.  MRI being scheduled to take a peek at the muscle.  PT, which will be limited to ultrasound treatments also pending.  The kind doctor told me he suspected this will culminate in surgery, but since this is a Workeman's Comp case, it might take up to a year to get approval.  I don't THINK so.  This managed care insurance company better get to hopping or I'll sic a lawyer on them.

I'm pleased as punch that Israel is standing up to a grossly biased world community and taking measures to protect itself against Hamas attacks.  It would be terribly nice if they could wipe every Palestinian wanna-be suicide bomber off the face of the planet.  Provide a short cut to paradise as it were. 


Our stupid, stupid, stupid former Congressman, radidly anti-Semitic Cynthia McKinney is at it again.  Knowing full well the implications of trying to break through the Palestian blockade, she and a group of loons do exactly that.  To which, the Isreali government "escorted" the boat back to Cypres.  Now she's screaming and whining about Israel lacking any similance of humanitarian sensibilities and purposefully damaging the yacht.  She's crying foul and wants Obama to exercise some military might for the offense.  Fortunately, there's still some sanity left in our government and the State Department pretty much told her to bug off - the damage was a direct result of her stupidity.    Personally, I could have lived with the Israeli Navy allowing the yacht into port and dropping a couple of bomb on her assine and deranged brain.  The world would be a much better place without her likes; always stirring up racial hatred, public accusations our government was behind the 9/11 attacks, and ad nauseum.  Unfortunately, they didn't, and she'll continue as a state and national embarassment.  My gut reaction to anything Cynthia McKinney is:  Yuck, OOGIES!  (Oogies = gross and disgusting slimey sink gunk)






Christmas Wind Down
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[info]pistos
Thanks in large part to Tabby's help during a long visit, the tree is down and ornaments packed.  All that's left to do is to get Martin to get the bins up into the attic.

Martin is a working fool, billing a tad over 100 hours for the past two weeks, which covered the holidays.  Now he finds that sometime soon the boss is sending him to either/and Virginia/DC to train other staffers.  Most likely, I'll be unable to attend him to enjoy the cultural and historical sites, thanks to school.

School begins next week.  I'm already thinking, NOOO! Please just one more month off.  I'll eventually cross the finish line, but it won't be done with a high spirited sprint, but a crawl.  It's time to seriously consider what direction I'll take for grad school:  conflict management or family therapy.  They are each very similar in nature to one another, mainly a great deal of listening to people complain and help them come to their own solutions, but I'm leaning toward conflict management.  The earning potential is closer to a lawyers salary, but the trend in the field is increasingly becoming more lawyer dominated.  And I'm fairly certain I don't want to attend law school.  There's still a few months remaining to decide.

Drove to visit a friend yesterday who I hadn't seen in almost 3.5 years.  We've known each other since our early 20s, and even though the wide distance and respective family commitments preclude the close relationship we previously enjoyed, it's rather amazing we can always pick back up as if no time passed.  We shared a nice dinner and a lengthy chat.  I must commit to more frequent visits in the future.

Christmas Parties and Bad Excuses
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[info]pistos
Another Christmas party down.  This one with family and close friends (psst... and the best one of the season as far as I'm concerned!)  Due to the anticipated time-juggling and traveling next week, Tabby graciously hosted the traditional Christmas Eve celebration tonight so that Johnna could attend.  Tabby did a great job and everyone had a hysterically fun time.   We pretty much spent the evening outside to enjoy the last scheduled day of warm weather.  Family due over here tomorrow, and one more party hosted by a dear friend of mine on Sunday will wrap up the Christmas festivities. 

Charging on to New Year's Eve celebrations...



Martin had to make a brief appearance at the lawyer's office yesterday.  Before the meeting, he managed "somehow" to have coffee spilled all down the front of his shirt.  How to explain his obvious embarrassment in the event anyone asked about his askewed appearance?

You see, Mr. Lawyer, this morning my wife and I got into another of our frequent battles, during which she totally lost it - again - and threw her really, really hot cup of coffee at me.  Not having Bush-like reflexes, I failed to duck in time and the coffee splashed all over me.  And the furniture... the walls... and innocent bystanders. 

No, no... Johnna is fine.  The plastic surgeon says he will fix up those 3rd degree facial burns in no time at all.  

The house?  The fire department assured me the house could be rebuilt from the ground up.  Probably as early as this time next year!   Yes, it was very hot coffee, indeed. 

Do I want to file for divorce as long as I'm here anyway?  Well, I thought we would discuss that after someone bailed her out of the county jail, but go ahead and start the papers... just in case we can't get her out this time. 

And that's why my shirt is stained today.

Martin thought it sounded better than admitting he didn't put the coffee lid on tight enough before leaving the house.  I, however, had other thoughts - but laughed anyway!

Hot Chicken Wings
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[info]pistos
It's HOT at almost 60 degrees at 2 AM.  The next couple of days will hover at around 70.  It get really cold in January, runs a bone-chilling 30-40 degrees for the daytime highs, and begins to warm up at the end of February with the emergence of daffodils and crocus.  In between this we'll have hard cold snaps - every couple of years even some white stuff - but nothing to point of mandating wearing a winter coat throughout the season.  Providing the moths don't get to them, a coat in the south can last a lifetime.  People will be wearing shorts for the next week or so.  It's so difficult getting in the Christmas season with all the doors and windows open.

My broken chicken wing remains a bother.  One of the muscles attached to the head of the ulna was torn from the bone.  The AJC treated me wonderfully and I had no problems with the Workman's Comp case.  The doctor released me in November, but I think that was a bit premature, although I also thought the worst was over at that point.  There is visible deformity at the elbow, a huge dip where the muscle is supposed to be, but is not.  Instead, there's a lump under the skin that continues traveling more distal, and the further south the muscle migrates, the less use I have of my right arm.  I can still grasp, but holding anything over a pound is sheer agony.  AJC will have no choice but to re-open the claim and get me back to the doctor so the muscle can be reattached.  Of course, they are going to insist on PT this go round, but I'm saying for the record that no amount of PT will re-attach the muscle.  I'll do it, but I expect this will ultimately end with surgery.  For this next episode of back and forth trips to the doctor I'm also insisting on X-rays and/or a MRI to get a better "picture" of what's really going on inside.  One thing is certain:  this is not a bad strain as originally assessed.

Scratch
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[info]pistos
We've turned most Sunday afternoons into a bake-fest for Johnna and Grandma.  Time permitting, I'm usually able to cook the main course for the week's meals.  Everything baked/cooked on these cooking days is from scratch.

Baking accomplishments for the day:  1 large crusty French bread loaf, 1 skillet of cornbread, 1 very, very moist, melt-in-the mouth banana-nut bread, and the starter for this week's sour dough bread. 

Miss J also helped mix and shape her first batch of hamburger patties.  (Which, are seasoned so richly as to make it a crime to put them on hamburger buns!)  Meanwhile, I threw together a spicy chili, a bone-warming beef, vegetable and barley soup, butter beans, cabbage, Spanish rice, and a tongue tingling steak simmered and seasoned with a chipolte sauce for burritos.  We'll be eating good this week. 

It makes me a little sad to know so many families buy most of their meals already prepared.  Rarely, we'll buy something prepackaged and frozen for a quick meal, and the flavour is always such a let down.  We still use spaghetti sauce from a jar.  I don't like the "common" stuff (Prego, Ragu, etc) so our spaghetti dinners aren't a cheap meal.  Very soon, I'll begin canning our own sauce, fashioning a more authentic Italian receipe, or at least comparable to the better commercial brands.  After we buy the KitchenAid I also plan to make our own pastas fresh.  Johnna will get a real kick assuming this chore.  Salsa is also a very easy recipe that readily lends itself to canning.

It's amazing how much money we save by baking our own breads and cooking large batches of soups and chilis for freezing, and when we get to it again, canning sauces.  For a small investment in time, we pay only pennies on the dollar.  And as for the time invested, I can't think of a better gift than to share that time with a child teaching them to cook.  Will home cooking become a lost art for the next generation and beyond?

We don't do exotic here.  Just down home food that brings comfort and tastes wonderful.

Week's Menu
Monday:  Steak burritos, sliced advocado and lettuce salad, Spanish rice and refried beans
Tuesday:  Beef & vegetable soup with hot-out-of-the-oven sourdough bread
Wednesday:  Baked chicken, home fries, boiled cabbage, butter beans, French bread
Thursday:  Chili and cornbread
Friday:  Dinner at Christmas party we're attending
Saturday:  Hamburgers




One Down... More to Go
Don't Tread on Me
[info]pistos
Yip! Yip! Hooray!  Another semester down.

10,000+ pages of reading in the past 4 months... countless hours writing reports on most of the text.  I'm a little tired.  Correction:  I'm a lot tired.  Sometimes, at the end of a rough semester, it feels like the ole brain has as many holes in it as Swiss cheese.  Maybe it does.

FYI.  There are people who make a living re-possessing bovines.  Bet that's something you didn't know.  Only question I have is:  how do they hook 'em up to the tow trucks?

For All the Wrong Reasons
Don't Tread on Me
[info]pistos
For my final paper I'm trying to fit together a complex puzzle.  This entails taking pieces each from political science theory, history, and current events.  This exercise is more akin to constructing a 3-D object - without instructions or illustration - than fitting back together a jig-saw cut puzzle.

I'm not complaining.  This is what I consider a challenge!

But considering this got me to thinking about my expectations and motivations for attending college in the first place  I honestly believed - back then - that a four year course of study would provide answers to the vast well of curiosities swimming around in my brain for the past 40-mmm years.  Instead, with the accumulation of facts, each question becomes more complex.  How to best describe it?  The simple line becomes a intricate and multidimensional geometric form.

I must digress at this point.  Although belatedly, I willfully concede to [info]sir_dave at this juncture.  History is most certainly not a science, nor will ever be.  (And yet there's still a nagging sensation at the base of my consciousness that there exists a mathematical matrix capable of explaining past and future history.)

Back to the point.  Unlike science, which would readily provide a formula to define the geometry, history can only derive conclusions.  Worse, these conclusions will always be limited by the information available to the writer.  It is conceivable that an author could analyze the historical, political, economical, sociological, etc factors to describe a moment in time, but only one moment in time.  Then what of the next moment or day?  History more closely resembles a flowing river, never the same composition, and becomes a different thing, in a different state, when sampled.  Ouch.  This type of pondering makes my brain hurt.

So what will the four years of formal education do in the end?  It will create an acute awareness that there's always more to consider when developing an opinion.  Granted, I'll be able to form better opinions, but only when I recognize all conclusions are, well, inconclusive.

I've always considered myself indecisive.  Not in matters such as where would I like to eat out tonight or which dress to wear - no problems there..  Rather, indecisive in drawing conclusions.  There are simply too many infinite shades of gray between absolute black and white.  It's a curse, actually.  This course of study has only reinforced a natural propensity to look at other angles. 

It appears that in the end I entered college for all the wrong reasons:  the quest is not for answers, but to learn how to better ask them. 



Bummers, dude.



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Incredible
Don't Tread on Me
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I'm not quite sure how it happened, but (!) we still have Johnna for the time being. 

Yet another hearing scheduled, so the saga continues.

Picnics, Voting & Ed-u-ma-cation
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One more paper... one take home final... gasp... almost at the finish line.  December 8th can't get here quickly enough.

Week from hell anticipated.  Too much writing.  Too little sleep.  One good thing:  no more Holocaust reading or writing.  At least for a semester or two. I expect a B out of that class, and an A from the political science class.  We'll see.

Yanked Johnna out of school for an impromptu picnic today at our favourite creek.  It was cold and we didn't stay very long, but it was a very pleasant break from the non-stop writing.

Before that, I did my part to block a Democratic, free-for-all, veto-proof government today.  I'm not happy with Saxby, but he got my vote.  I wrote him last week - NOT a form letter - expressing a great deal of displeasure concerning his Bail-Out vote back in October, and asked what we could expect from him this term.  I got a form letter in return giving some lame statement about he'll keep my concerns in mind in these matters.  Yeah, okay.  However wrong this guy is, he can't possibly be as bad as that snakeoil salesman, the sleazy/greasy haired guy, running against him.  Martin will probably post a funny story about Sarah Palin tonight.

Johnna is really catching on to sign language and Latin nicely.  She's not conjugating Latin verbs yet, but learning a long list.  This school is absolutely the best.  instead of frowning at taking her out of class, the teacher will turn it into a lesson and tomorrow she'll give a nature report on things we observed.  Fungus and moss.  Received the pictures of her and Santa today.  Oh, so ever cute! 








My, My... 24 and Pies
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The aromas of Thanksgiving permeate the house.   Not the "hard" stuff like turkey, dressing, or gravy; rather, the sweet smell of freshly baked pecan and coconut cream pies. 

Yes, we went over to Travis's Saturday afternoon and collected about 10 pounds of pecans, leaving 100's more behind.  Johnna also dutifully assisted with shelling the pecans that make up tonight's pie.  Although Martin baked it after she went to bed, she's sure to be impressed with the fruits of her labours when she sees it in the icebox in the morning.  It's worth noting that from harvesting the pecans all the way down to the homemade pie crust, it's all done from scratch!  So, also, is the coconut cream.  Heaven in a blue mixing bowl.


The prequel to the next season's 24 showed while the house was full of family who came over to  help give the house a good dusting and the crystal and silver a brilliant shine.  Drats!  We had hoped to park ourselves in front of the TV to absorb every second of the showing.  But, help - at any time - is a gift most welcome, and we set the program up to record.  We we finally sit down to watch it, we discover to our greatest horror the recording stopped 14 minutes shy of the conclusion.  We fall to the floor, rip our clothing and pull out our hair in dispair.  No way, no where, is there going to be a re-run.  The movie came out today with a bonus 2 extra minutes not shown on TV and a 17 minute preview of the first episode scheduled for January.  Ordinarly we wouldn't have put out the money to view a couple minutes of anything, but this is no ordinary show.  This is 24.  The show we've waited almost 2 years to see again.  I can proudly announce we're sated for the time being.  Jack is back!  I'm asking Santa for Jack Bower underwear this year.


Speaking of which, I know exactly what I want for Christmas/Valentine's Day/Birthday/etc this year.  It will most certainly be a post-Christmas gift, but this takes the cake (so to speak).  Of course, the accessory most desired will change the way we eat pasta forevermore.  Out with the cabinets filled with various mixers, food processors, meat slicer/grinder, etc.  This puppy does it all.   (Is it still considered a gift if I set a little money aside each week to fulfill my culinary dreams?)  In the interest of sharing special time with Johnna I've discovered a cooking monster lurking within my soul.  We hardly ever buy loaves of bread anymore.  Especially when what can be made in the kitchen tastes so much better, is much healthier, and costs so little over what the stores charge.  Not to mention the variety of melt-in-you-mouth breads we create each week.  This appliance also has another accessory that enables you to grind your own flours.  Now we're talking about some very serious baking.  It's not often I get excited about a kitchen appliance, but this is it.

It's all a mad dash to deliver 1700 papers, host a Thanksgiving dinner, write 2 more school papers, and study for a final.  All in the next 6 days.  Life on turbo.


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1. Do you like blue cheese? yep, but allergic to it

2. Do you own a gun? A shotgun? or rifle? yep.

3. What flavor of Kool Aid was your favorite as a kid? black cherry

4. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? nope

5. What do you think of hot dogs? A real beef hot dog is heaven.  A pork/chicken/by-product can gag

6. Favorite Christmas movie? Dickens, A Christmas Carol

7. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Coffee... morning, noon and night

8. Can you do push-ups? used to be able to knock out 100, but wouldn't have the slightest idea now

9. What is your favorite piece of jewelry? a pair of earrings with a inset gearbox design

10. Favorite hobby? Reading and day dreaming

11. Do you have A.D.D.? Does the sun shine during the day?

12. What trait you hate about yourself?  Hate?  Nothing.  Should probably change?   Proclivity to procrastinate

13. Middle name? Marie

14. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment. 1) I should be writing my paper instead of doing this 2)  I'm sleepy 3) PAPER bagging! in the morning

15. Name 3 drinks you drink regularly. coffee, diet root beer and diet Sprite

16. Current worry at the moment?  Being too tired to finish paper tomorrow not

17. Current hate right now?  Same one (only one) that's existed for the past 7 years

18. Favorite place to be? Snuggled up with my sweetie.

19. How did you bring in the New Year? With a couple of kisses

20. Where would you like to go on vacation? Anywhere in the world that doesn't involve speaking a foreign language

21. Name three people who WILL complete this? None

22. Do you own slippers? A blue traditional pair, sexy satin whites, warm green/blue/yellow/pink fuzzies (1 of each colour)

23. What shirt are you wearing? Martin's green Tshirt

24. Do you like sleeping on satin sheets? No, potential exists to slip out of bed and land on my bum

25. Can you whistle? Nothing that amounts to either a tune or volume

26. Favorite colors? green, deep red

27. Would you be a pirate? No.  That's a criminal activity.  And I like the idea of keeping all my body parts

28. What songs do you sing in the shower? A 15th century tune learned in high school.

29. Favorite girl's name? Savannah

30. Favorite boy's name? Dane.

31. What's in your pocket right now? Nothing

32. Last thing that made you laugh? Johnna asking if I served in the Civil War

33. Best bed sheets as a child? Tinkerbell sheets

34. Worst injury you've ever had? Back injury.  Lost 2 discs, fractured a vertebrae, and herniated four other discs.

35. Do you love where you live? Yes.  I love my house, town, and state.

36. How many TVs do you have in your house? Two.  Only.

37. Who is your loudest friend? Cindee

38. How many dogs or cats do you have? 1 cat, 2 dogs

39. Does someone have a crush on you? yeah.  *grin*  my sweetie

40. Who is your favorite author? James A. Mitchner

41. What is your favorite candy? Reeses Peanut Butter Cups, M&M's, Tootsie Rolls

42. Favorite Sports Team? eewie, sports. 

43. Do you like your job? Yes, especially when I'm not there

44. If you could go anywhere in the world, where would you go? Alaska, but only in the summer months

45. Where did you go on your last vacation? It's been so long.. Gulf Shores?  Mexico?
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