A reason why we CANNOT agree to any offer right now.

My staff and I plan to use these messages as a way to directly communicate about important issues and opportunities, and today I have some encouraging updates about health care reform.

The Vice President and I just met with leaders from the House of Representatives and received their commitment to pass a comprehensive health care reform bill by July 31.

We also have an unprecedented commitment from health care industry leaders, many of whom opposed health reform in the past. Monday, I met with some of these health care stakeholders, and they pledged to do their part to reduce the health care spending growth rate, saving more than two trillion dollars over the next ten years — around $2,500 for each American family. Then on Tuesday, leaders from some of America’s top companies came to the White House to showcase innovative ways to reduce health care costs by improving the health of their workers.

Now the House and Senate are beginning a critical debate that will determine the health of our nation’s economy and its families. This process should be transparent and inclusive and its product must drive down costs, assure quality and affordable health care for everyone, and guarantee all of us a choice of doctors and plans.

Reforming health care should also involve you. Think of other people who may want to stay up to date on health care reform and other national issues and tell them to join us here:

Health care reform can’t come soon enough. We spend more on health care than any country, but families continue to struggle with skyrocketing premiums and nearly 46 million are without insurance entirely. It is a priority for the American people and a pillar of the new foundation we are seeking to build for our economy.

We’ll continue to keep you posted about this and other important issues.

Thank you,
Barack Obama

P.S. If you’d like to get more in-depth information about health reform and how you can participate, be sure to visit .

Goddess

Fuckwad…Fuckiedoodle…Homewrecking Ikea!

Cleaning this house is going to take a combination of Freecycle, a yard sale from Hades and some Zanax to get done! There is no way I am going to get this house cleaned with all that is in it. I am going to have to start tossing things.
Then I think to myself. What am I going to do with all my books? My lost socks? My clothes that don’t fit? my Time? My energy?
I am so sure that there will come a time in the future (whenever that may be) when I need those books for PowerPoint 2000, that they are still in my closet collecting dust.

*do you hear screeching car wheels?*

Well I sure as hell do and it is fine time this house gets a real tearing down.

That little lady on Poltergeist was wrong too so I make note to myself not to call on her. I don’t think she would be worth my money.

I came home today and stared and stared at my house.

Laundry in the living room. My work desk items packed from preparing for a strike blocking the patio door. My TV room is just a mess with nothing. It is neither messy, organized or orderly. I don’t have a word for that room.

My son’s room is full of his mess and I have committed myself to turning that over to his great-uncle for maintenance.

The spare bedroom just begs for attention, but I can’t get that far.

My bedroom is where I need to start. But do I want to strip it down to the bare walls and start over or just rearrange it.
Let me start by saying that I have rearranged this room at least 6 times in the past 4 years. Rearrangement is not working. The furniture is cool, but I have just too much stuff in there. I have not enough closet space and the clothes I try to squeeze in there I can’t squeeze into myself, so why do I continue to keep them around?

Shit!

I have a 3 day weekend and I am going to dig in. Just one room.
My bedroom.

Anyone up for a yard sale?

Anyone???

Goddess


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Non-Custodial Parent relief my arse!

Once again, I am faced with another Sunday on a 1st and 3rd weekend.
My son leaves for his fathers in the late afternoon of saturday and I pick him up on the early evening of Sunday.

some folks would say that I should be happy to have the time off but what most people don’t realize is that the time my son is at his fathers house , I have barely enough time to think let alone, try to get all of the things that I have neglected over the past 2 weeks and get the rest that I so badly need to catch up on.

I slept in this morning until 10am. I then went to cut the front lawn. It is now noon and I am sitting here at my computer, looking at a living room with all the shit on the floor swept into a pile by the patio door, three loads of laundy to do and 1 load of towels.

As I turn my head to the left and look behind me, I see a kitchen that is just begging for attention. I have two bathrooms that I just shut the door on most days because they are at the bottom of a monumental list.

No time for myself pisses me off. I am stretched beyond what should be allowed for single parents.

This is not how single parenting should be. That is why it is better to raise a child together and equally, even if you are not together anymore.

I watched a little TV last night read a little of a new book I would love to finish sometime in the next century and hit the sack.

Now I have weeds to pull on my patio and the laundry and the kitchen and the tv room. did I forget to mention the tv room. Jeezus Mary Mother of God.
That is another nightmare.

I want to say f*ck it and head on out to the movies but I know this stuff needs to get done.
Bad thing is that I only have 4.5 hours left in my day to get anything done because I have to leave my house to head downtown to pick up my son by 5pm.

I have a frriend , a lovely friend, Kathy who caught me and called me on my sh*t by recognizing that I never ask for help, so now I have to allow her to help me because I am at a level of overwhelm where I want to say “fuck it” all the time. She is right.

I will ask for help.
I can ask for help.
There are so many things that i just give up on.

Oh yeah… I CAN do Algebra *thanks Terrie*

correcction… 4.25 hours now.

Goddess


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The Modern Depression

Let me give you a little meat and potatoes on what folks keep calling a “recession”.
We are not in a recession folks. We are in a DEPRESSION.
Times are so bad now that when you see folks dropping off their children at school and they have a bunch of furniture loaded into the back of their truck that child is not going home at the end of the day.

People are out of food.

Senior Citizens cannot afford their oil for heat or their prescriptions.

This, my people, is a DEPRESSION.
Where people are walking away from their homes because there is no money in the banks to help them refinance and make their payments lower or more manageable.

Can you smell a Depression here?
This depression is different than the last depression we had in the 30s. This is a modern depression. We still have the technological advancements that make it seem like we are just having a downturn in the economy, but being one of lower middle class folks, I know times are hard. We have the “things” that make us feel we have been successful so we feel safe. Internet, Wi-Fi and Cable TV does not a safe economy make.

Bernanke decides that we are going to come out of this recession near the end of ’09. WTF???? No way. Businesses may come out of the recession, but the people who all lost their jobs and the families that are now living in cars and shelters because of downsizing will not recover by the end of ’09.

We, my people, are in a Depression.

I do not foresee a recovery for the working stiff for the next 3 years.
How can Bernanke even open his mouth and talk about business recovering (the same folks that got us here in the first place) and not speak about and to the people and about OUR recovery. The only person who has been speaking about a recovery for the people and not the businesses has bee our President and we all know he doesn’t have a lot of friends in Congress. Everyone seems to be thinking only of the big businesses and worry that anything that will help the people spells increasing taxes for business. I say so what! It is time you pay for dragging us down with you. Please remember, that we did loan you the money to get out of the hole you dug.

I am a patient woman most of the time and I have tried to be patient about this, but now is the time for us to help ourselves. It seems that most of government is not on our side and only on the side of their wallets and bank accounts.

Lord help us. We will pull through because we have been in this bad situation for quite some time but we have to do it together.

Just like most grass roots activists say. Talk to the people what don’t want to listen and then talk to to the people who will listen and will put a bug in the ear of the folks who don’t.

They need to be reminded that there are people down here. The people they call their constituents. the same people on whose backs they are standing on . The same people on whose shoulders they leave their political mud on who need help now. Not later.

Change is good.
Don’t run from it.
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The "Recession"

Let me give you a little meat and potatoes on what folks keep calling a “recession”.
We are not in a recession folks. We are in a DEPRESSION.
Times are so bad now that when you see folks dropping off their children at school and they have a bunch of furniture loaded into the back of their truck that child is not going home at the end of the day.

People are out of food.

Senior Citizens cannot afford their oil for heat or their prescriptions.

This, my people, is a DEPRESSION.
Where people are walking away from their homes because there is no money in the banks to help them refinance and make their payments lower or more manageable.

Can you smell a Depression here?
This depression is different than the last depression we had in the 30s. This is a modern depression. We still have the technological advancements that make it seem like we are just having a downturn in the economy, but being one of lower middle class folks, I know times are hard. We have the “things” that make us feel we have been successful so we feel safe. Internet, Wi-Fi and Cable TV does not a safe economy make.

Bernanke decides that we are going to come out of this recession near the end of ’09. WTF???? No way. Businesses may come out of the recession, but the people who all lost their jobs and the families that are now living in cars and shelters because of downsizing will not recover by the end of ’09.

We, my people, are in a Depression.

I do not foresee a recovery for the working stiff for the next 3 years.
How can Bernanke even open his mouth and talk about business recovering (the same folks that got us here in the first place) and not speak about and to the people and about OUR recovery. The only person who has been speaking about a recovery for the people and not the businesses has bee our President and we all know he doesn’t have a lot of friends in Congress. Everyone seems to be thinking only of the big businesses and worry that anything that will help the people spells increasing taxes for business. I say so what! It is time you pay for dragging us down with you. Please remember, that we did loan you the money to get out of the hole you dug.

I am a patient woman most of the time and I have tried to be patient about this, but now is the time for us to help ourselves. It seems that most of government is not on our side and only on the side of their wallets and bank accounts.

Lord help us. We will pull through because we have been in this bad situation for quite some time but we have to do it together.

Just like most grass roots activists say. Talk to the people what don’t want to listen and then talk to to the people who will listen and will put a bug in the ear of the folks who don’t.

They need to be reminded that there are people down here. The people they call their constituents. the same people on whose backs they are standing on . The same people on whose shoulders they leave their political mud on who need help now. Not later.

Change is good.
Don’t run from it.

Goddess

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Speed Dating for Single Book Lovers Pt. Deux

The time has come to reveal how I feel about the actual night of speed dating.
I was more than surprised to see the turnout. I am glad most people were classy and did not dress like they were going to the gym or going to the swingers bar.

I was very very worried that I was going to encounter black men who thought that “Hop on Pop” was a choice item of literature to present with on their name tag for the dating games.

Mind you, this was a room filled with primarily black men from all walks of life but what I did not see was all the bling and the grillz. none none none

They loved all kinds of books from war manuals that have been adapted to workplace manuals, science fiction, poetry and history.
They knew their stuff and I was rightly impressed.

I got my email just the other day advising me of my choices.
Now see, you can’t get a match unless they put your number down on the card as well.
I put down about 7 matches and came back with a final tally of 4 guys.

I went to look at the names and believe it or not, a couple of them I figured out their names because I had my ears wide open the whole time I was threre.

No, I was not sitting there looking pretty. I was listening like a beagle for a gopher in a field of grass.

yaya for me.
I am proud of my self (as has been said by my Auntie Terrie) for getting off my duff and dragging myself out to the place. I was pleasantly surprised because I took a chance and was rewarded by meeting a group of interesting men who took the time to be knowledgeable of what they were being asked to discuss.

all but married man…

let me tell you about married man.
shame on his boogie man behind for bringing his separated behind up in the place. he even had the gall to wear his ring!!! I am almost sure no one picked him after he decided that he could grab some food. he was my last date and the whole time I sat and talked to him, he was sitting there EATING! Negro, put down your food, take a swig of water, pop a breath mint and talk to me.

I swear, i I had to hear any more of his grunting between mouthfuls of food and mayo running down his arm, I would have run from the building screaming like I was getting paid for it.

*note to self* be thankful that speeding dating is just that; SPEED DATING… 3 minutes was almost more than I can take.


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