Thursday, November 27, 2008
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
The 4 Mirabal sisters were born into a middle-class family in the Dominican Republic in the 1920s and 30s. Their education coincided with the rise of the cruel dictator, Rafael Trujillo. Minerva went on to study law although her rejection of Trujillos romantic advances kept her from being able to practice law.
All of the sisters eventually married and raised families. However, Minerva and her husband Manolo were highly involved in risky underground revolutionary activity in overthrowing Trujillo and before long Maria Teresa, Patria, their husbands and Patria's oldest son, Nelson were involved. Their activities led them to prison, torture chambers, and eventually death.
Dede survived. A sole sister left to tell the stories of her 3 sisters who helped undermind Trujillo's regime and in their martyrdom, became symbols of freedom and liberty. Their code names in the underground were Las Mariposas (The Butterflies) and they are still remembered and respected today.
Today, November 25, 2008 marks the 48th anniversary of the murder of the Maribal sisters. Here's to their memory. !Viva las Mariposas!
P.s. The book by Julia Alvarez is incredible and gives you the historical facts while leaving you with a sense that you were really able to get to know each sister individually.
Monday, November 24, 2008
"There is a time in every man's education when he arrives at the conviction that envy is ignorance; that imitation is suicide; that he must take himself for better, for worse, as his portion;"
President Wilkey tied this particular quote to a story about envy. Then we discussed envy in relation to spiritual gifts and how it usually leads to ingratitude for the gifts we've been given. My friend was teaching a lesson to her Young Women about individual worth and she wrote the ingredients needed to make a cake on individual ziploc baggies. Then she filled each baggie with 1/2 c. flour. She handed out the bags and instructed the girls to make a cake. Get the picture? :)
"Trust thyself: every heart vibrates to that iron string. Accept the place the divine providence has found for you, the society of your contemporaries, the connection of events."
In a world where we all rely on what others think of us, we place too much emphasis on their opinion. I would put forth: Trust your instincts. We are all sons and daughters of Heavenly Father and we have notions and inspired greatness within us all--we just need to tap into our resources.
"Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist. He who would gather immortal palms must not be hindered by the name of goodness, but must explore if it be goodness. Nothing is at last sacred but the integrity of your own mind. Absolve you to yourself, and you shall have the suffrage of the world."
While we are warned not to rely solely upon our own knowledge, we are only instructed to rely on that of God and His anointed servants. We do not need to listen to the world--we can all become agents for good, once we've figured out what "good" is. Go forth in intelligence and might. Be a force for good in this world. We all have a responsibility and a calling to make the world a better place. Don't listen to anyone who says you can't...because God and I say you can.
Sunday, November 23, 2008
- Over 22 million people have died from AIDS.
- Over 42 million people are living with HIV/AIDS, and 74% of these infected people live in sub-Saharan Africa.
- By the year 2010, five countries (Ethiopia, Nigeria, China, India, and Russia) with 40% of the world's population will add 50 to 74 million infected people to the worldwide pool of HIV disease.
- There are 14,000 new infections every day.
- HIV/AIDS is a "disease of young people" with half of the 5 million new infections each year occurring among people ages 15-24.
- The UN estimates that, currently, there are 14 million AIDS orphans and that by 2010 there will be 25 million.
Until There's A Cure:
Saturday, November 22, 2008
I still love my Cougs, but there's no denying that they messed this game up. Royally.
Friday, November 21, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
So, someone-who-shall-not-be-named heard buzzing from their grill when they decided to clean it after the winter. They decided to let a flea bomb loose under it and just see what happened. when they returned a few minutes later, this is what they saw:
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
It's NOT just an old wives' tale...medical studies show that SMALL amounts of dark chocolate* can be healthy. It's not healthy to just binge on chocolate claiming that it's good for you...but, the antioxidants found in dark chocolate have been proven to reduce blood pressure.
Ladies, the next time you feel guilty for indulging yourself--don't. It's all about staying healthy, right? ;)
*health benefits are only present in dark chocolate...white and milk chocolate remain, as always, only delicious. :)
Tuesday, November 11, 2008
1. springing back; rebounding.
2. returning to the original form or position after being bent, compressed, or stretched.
3. recovering readily from illness, depression, adversity, or the like; buoyant.
Friday, November 7, 2008
I'm having a love affair.........
....with yellow cake.
I like it hot, cold, fresh, left-over and most definitely without any frosting.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm.
Just plain old yellow cake from a box.
That's it. :)
Life's full of CONTRADICTIONS:
I don't drink a lot of soda, but I can't live without my Diet Coke.
My closest relative lives in Alabama, but I have people here I care for more than life itself.
I don't like watching tv, but I never miss Grey's Anatomy.
I don't really like reptiles, but I love Scheherazade.
When I'm busy, I want more time alone, but when I'm alone, I want someone to be with.
I like trusting people, but I don't appreciate being taken for granted.
And I trust God's timing, but there are days when accepting that is the hardest thing I've ever had to do.
I know I'm quirky, I mean, I love Children's books, Scrubs and burning candles.........
.......and I often wonder if there is any other person on this planet who can appreciate these things as I do and love me in spite of my quirkiness.
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
And all through the town
Tempers were flaring
Emotions all up and down!
I, in my bathrobe
With a cat in my lap
Had cut off the TV
Tired of political crap.
When all of a sudden
There arose such a noise
I peered out of my window
Saw Obama and his boys
They had come for my wallet
They wanted my pay
To give to the others
Who had not worked a day!
He snatched up my money
And quick as a wink
Jumped back on his bandwagon
As I gagged from the stink
He then rallied his henchmen
Who were pulling his cart
I could tell they were out
To tear my country apart!
'On Fannie, on Freddie,
On Biden and Ayers!
On Acorn, On Pelosi'
He screamed at the pairs!
They took off for his cause
And as he flew out of sight
I heard him laugh at the nation
Who wouldn't stand up and fight!
So I leave you to think
On this one final note-
IF YOU DON'T WANT SOCIALISM
GET OUT AND VOTE!!!!
Monday, November 3, 2008
- playing cards and eating popcorn (with candy corn) with my family at my grandma's house on friday nights.
- making plum jelly; or homemade dill pickles
- devouring stolen jars of frozen blackberries from the freezer (sorry, grandma ;)
- visiting granny and having her teach me that a woman should always have some "mad money" tucked away.
- fishing with my dad when I was three and catching more fish than he did. :)
- being taken out of school randomly as a child because my parents impulsively decided to spend the week vacationing at the beach.
- riding horses on Saturday mornings and being so cold that I would run inside my aunt's house and run cold water over my toes until I could feel them again. lol.
- poking snuff and bread down the chickens' throats to help them lay better (where do you get memories like this these days).
- just playing in the creek that runs behind our house.
- being barefoot.
- riding the tractor with dad.
- shopping with mom after school just because.
- picking fresh blackberries, then explaining that we had eaten them and couldn't make cobbler after all... :D
Growing up in a small town on land was a great experience. I wouldn't wish to subject any child to having to grow up in the city. Now before I offend anyone, let me say that I've known some incredible people who were raised in the city and I love them much. As my aunt would say, 'different strokes for different folks.'
On a different note, public voting happens tomorrow and I urge everyone to take part in it. TAKE THE TIME. Don't be too busy. Don't say you don't care or that it doesn't affect YOU. It does. Take responsibility for being american and do your civic duty by voting. I'm not going to express my views in my own words here since I've found a couple of blogs that express my beliefs very eloquently. I invite you to read the recent posts here and here. If you have any strong opinions that you wish to express about what you've read, please comment on my blog and NOT on theirs; unless, of course, you wish to leave a positive comment, then feel free. ;)
*I will soon be posting pictures of what I was for Halloween, as I'm very proud of it. I just need to finagle getting the pictures from my friend's camera.
Saturday, November 1, 2008
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
May we all take the paths that best suit us and never regret our decisions.