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My little sweetheart is 8 years old today. This morning she had chocolate cake for breakfast. This is our ritual for birthdays. As she sat eating the cake, I stole a look at her. I wonder how many more birthdays will I be around to see. She looks�.happy.
She is my happiness and I am hers.
I don�t know what I�d do without her.
I got some more cleaning done last night. The dining room was a disaster when I started. Now it looks nice and presentable. I still adore the dining room set. Rene� got that for me for Christmas a year or two ago. It looks like a fancy cottage table. The edges are wood and the inset is cream-colored tile. There are 5 chairs and a long wooden bench.
The only signs of wear are the adhesive marks from where my sister Melinda put duct tape on the edge so that she could tape up some boxes. I still would like to strangle her for that.
The carpets have been shampooed and the clutter has been relegated to another area of the apartment.
All in all, we don�t look like we live like pigs.
I was listening to the MJ Morning show this morning and they were talking about the teacher, Mr. Mantel, that lost it when this punk teenager wouldn�t stand up for the Pledge of Allegiance. Even MJ said it, that issues with these particular students have been probably coming up long before this kid stuffed a video tape into a sweater and pressed �record�.
The only reason you shouldn�t stand for the Pledge is if you are in a wheelchair, you have no feet, or you are a quadriplegic. There is no excuse for disrespect.
I think it all goes back to the home life. These kids aren�t disciplined. They aren�t taught to respect anything. Teachers, parents, police, other kids, themselves. Their parents are too busy with their own lives to see that the kids are missing out on some important lessons.
Kids shouldn�t have to raise themselves. Many kids today have chaotic home lives, and they are missing out.
I�m not saying I�m a wonderful parent. I make mistakes on a daily basis. But my daughter knows to respect that flag and that she is supposed to shut her mouth and pay attention. She knows to place her hand over her heart and she knows the words. What�s more is that she knows what the flag stands for. She knows her mom and dad served in the Navy. She knows her Grandpa Hershel served in the Army. She knows her great-grandpa died as a POW in a Korean War camp after being starved to death.
She knows people died on September 11th. She knows we have many people that hate us. She knows some hate us because we are free and others hate us for things we have done. All in all, she knows that this is not a perfect country, but we are free and we are lucky. Especially as females.
What makes me mad about the situation with the teenager who refused to stand is that there probably will be no retribution at home. The parents will probably blame Mr. Mantel, for getting irate, instead of blaming the teenager for being an insufferable little jerk. They won�t even blame themselves for falling short when it comes to educating their kids.
Blame everyone else. Obviously this kid has been a problem frequently, and the teacher just got sick of it.
I�m glad the school is not punishing the teacher. Yeah, he got mad, but I�m sure he had enough of the immature pranks. I�m sure this stuff happens all the time in his class. Hell, I know it does. I did go to high school. I saw some of the same behavior. But back then, there were real consequences, and boy, did they suck!
You go, teach!
I�m looking forward to the weekend of the 13th. My mom has Jackie for the weekend and Lisa and I are going to go out!! I�m excited!
I need to step up my efforts at dating again. I think I�m going to get my hair highlighted, start wearing makeup again, and buy some new clothes. I let myself go! That has got to stop.
I�m tired of being alone.
I haven�t heard from my cousin Jackie in over a week. I hope she�s okay. Things are changing rapidly in her life, and I know how overwhelming that can be. But good things are also happening to her, and she deserves that. I say that it�s about time.
Don�t forget who loves you, Jacq!
I�m always here for you.
Even though I was a little, okay, a lot, worried about the situation, that doesn�t mean I don�t support you. I do support you, I promise. I�m always going to worry. That�s my job in this family, don�t you know? I�m the resident worrier.
And, you did consult the expert right? I am an expert. I�ve dated upwards of 60 men, and I got them down cold. Trust me.
Doesn�t mean I haven�t had my fair share of bad dates and strange boyfriends.
Do I need to tell you about the guy who threatened to poo on my lawn if I didn�t go out with him again? Or the guy who showed up late, had no money, and jokingly admitted he stalked his ex-girlfriend? Or how about the guy that proposed to me on the 3rd date? Or the guy who was supposedly straight but a week after I broke up with him I saw him working in New Orleans�s most famed male gay club wearing a rainbow bandanna and talking with a lisp? Or the guy who let a homeless guy move in with him and didn�t tell me? Or the guy who was supposedly gay but put the moves on me very aggressively one night when we had a sleepover? Or the guy who decided I could talk to no other men after we met one night in a club in Miami? Or the filthy rich guy, who drove an awesome black BMW, who could only meet me at night and on the weekends and I never knew when that was going to be? (I had suspicions he was married) Or the guy I had been dating for a few weeks that seriously suggested a threesome with his best friend?
My point is, you kiss a lot of frogs before you find a prince. I sincerely believe my prince is still out there. And those bad dates? I didn�t stay with them for long. There were red flags that I learned to pay attention to along the way.
I�m just trying to be there for you and offer words of advice. Dating is tough. I�m an old pro. You�re kind of new. It made me feel good to put some of that experience to use.
And the new guy? I�m pretty sure he is harmless. But just in case, I had to give you my pointers. Don�t be mad.
Love you.
9:10 am - March 03, 2005
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