8th Wonder of the World

Oh, I know you all have heard about the 7 Wonder's Of The World. But WONDER THIS! What about that 8th Wonder of the World? Never heard of it? NO WONDER its the 8th wonder then.

8TH WONDER OF THE WORLD: Why Michelvis has no boyfriend! No really, why doesn't she? Many scholars and idiots alike have seriously wonder this? I mean, COME ON...she looks amazing in black. Just get a gander at her beautiful eyes, those pink perfect lips, shinny hair...no, not the blonde homo! I'm talking about that sexy brunette...I'm getting a little hot and .... WAIT. I digress. Seriously, who needs a cupid to make some stupid fall in love with her. I'M JUST SAYING. My only theroy is that the one eyed dog is cramping her style but even that doesn't cease my wonderment.

Sometimes You Win Some, Sometimes You Lose Even More

My week in review
1. Saturday: We buried sweet President Hinckley six days ago. While earth is more dark for our loss, heaven is that much brighter. Also, found a place that I want to give $500 to. Its surreal.
2. Sunday: Outstanding meeting with Bishop Proctor. Superbowl upset...good job NY Giants! Fletcher's papa was proud.
3. Monday: President Monson becomes our new prophet. Then Monday night disappointment (but there is redemption...I am hopeful).
4. Super Tuesday....the dashing of my hope that America could have the redemption spoken of in #3. I am hopeless.
5. Wednesday: I've got a hangover...and I want to vomit. Please see #4 above.
6. Thursday...Hopeless: 2 / Amy: 0...Mitt Romney suspends his campaign. Also, Apple Bee's blows! They need to "get it together baby".
7. Friday: Fletcher & Amy's first out of town trip. Yeah! We're off to sunny St. George to stay with some friends. I'm really excited to travel with my adorable blonde babe. I will insist that he keeps my mind off of items #4, #5 & #6...which shouldn't be hard. I'm smitten! I vitamin D.

What I've learned this week:
- All relationships require work. Even the ones that seem to come naturally and easily. To make them "quality", efforts need to be made by both parties. I have great friends that I want to always want in my life no matter the work required.
- Satan is very aware of our weaknesses and will show no mercy when trying to use them against us.
- Heavenly Father is forgiving and loves us each so much, even when Satan wins, its only one battle. He won't win the war.
- If it walks like a liberal and talks like a liberal, it is a liberal but some republicans are okay with that. This conservative is not!
- I love Fletcher unconditionally.
- Mitt Romney is a man of class and integrity. We haven't heard the last of him. Remember Reagan 1976? (Huckabee..."What's class & integrity?")
- I learned that I am easily offended when talking politics with my friends so the best policy is just to not discuss "the issues" with the ones I love the most (who happen to disagree with my opinions:)). Mainly because it confuses me SO BAD! How could we have the same beliefs and morals, enjoy the same activities, interests, personalities, and have common goals and desires for our future, but differ so vastly when it comes to politics? It seriously hurts my head! I try to think of it in terms of "taste". Some people just have good taste and some have bad taste and can't help themselves. I just happen to have good taste when it comes to politics...I'm just saying. :) For now, we'll just have to agree to disagree....and AGREE on one thing...never bring it up.
- Bishop Higgins rocks my world.
-The next 4 years will require the super duper delux knee pads. I'll put in for a double order.

I'm scared to see what next week brings....

New meaning to "Ash" Wednesday....

DOUCHE BAG OF THE DAY: Normally I wouldn't use the word 'douche' and 'Jesus' in the same sentence, however, Church of England has forced my hand. GET THIS...the Church (of England...don't get that confused) is encouraging its followers to "reduce their carbon foot print" for lent. Can you say "DOUCHE"? I can think of more Christian appropiate things to give up in humble reverence and similitude of the cruxifiction of our Savior that don't fall in line with the bullcrap trap of atheist librals that are trying to remove anything spiritual and holy from democratic societies! Let's see...how about giving up soft porn like MTV...thats a good start. Refrain from giving a Rocky Anderson billboard the one finger salute, texting while driving, switching from Coke to Pepsi, wearing a dark coat even on a snow day (that is for you, Eubanks), giving up plaid pants & veggies (especially peas)...just to name a few. Now I might be tempted to follow the example of Martin (of York). In an effort to follow the good ole' Church of England's request, he suggested the following: "Don't drive to Church. Stay home instead." Couldn't have said it better myself fair Martin.

"Church of England...cake or death?"

From Super Tuesday into Wet My Pants Wednesday

...followed by slit my wrists Thursday. Now, that may not sound like my sunshine and lollipop self, but it comes down to this...I CANNOT find it in me to be optimistic about the state of our union after last night's vote for McCain! Holy hell...this country is totally SCREWED! And dispite the long dark list of McCain's "downfall of America" checklist, he isn't the great satan in all this. That title goes to Huckabee. When asked (last night) on Glenn Beck's show "Why don't you attack the front runner verses someone that is running in second place?" which we all know is the logical tactic if he truly wanted to win the nomination, Huckabee repied that this was a blood sport; meaning he was going right for Romney's jugular. What a patriotic move huh? God bless America when a former evangelical preacher finds his hate for another canidate (who happens to be a fellow christian and actually shares the same conservative values as him) to be the uptmost importance over his country. Huckabee, way to take one for the team...Satan's team. He gets the MVP! I'm disguisted.

DOUCHE BAG OF THE DAY: Mike Huckabee. Oh, and Hilary Clinton who said yesterday that "some people may have to have their pay checks garnished to pay for my health care plan."

Ramblings of an Angry White Woman!

Oh the humanity!!!! I'm so freakin' frustrated...for two good reasons:

Frustration #1) America is going to pot! This the eve of Super Tuesday 2008, I'm sporting a new wrinkle in the center of my forehead from the worry and frustration that is so apparent on my face. America is an amazing nation....home to many idiots. We're about to sell out our convervative values to a man who is no conservative at all. He's a freakin' libral in conservative clothing and we're falling for it. Not this girl...but what am I to do? Well, I've broken out the good ole' knee pads...the Almighty needs to bring in a mighty miracle tomorrow or the America of today will no longer exist. Despite what people think, it won't be traded in for something better. And currently, I find myself madly in love with the most amazing Mr. Right...and thinking of the future of our beautiful blonde babies. But the sweet dream is sickened by what kind of reality they would be greeted by. How can I bring them into a world that would have Hilary or McCain at the superpower helm? Its a freakin' nightmare come true... At least I have hope in miracles...

Frustration #2) I use to be fun. I was going to say "I use to be cool" but I think there is many a friend that would tell me that isn't true at all. But I DID use to be fun. WHAT HAPPENED? Gone are the days of being naive...those were the "salad days". Now I find myself listening to 5 hours of talk radio followed by by an hour of network tv news....EVERY SINGLE DAY! Who am I? I really do blame my mother who at one time use to portray herself as a cute, little, naive house wife who raised all her children so prim and properly. Can you say "June Clever"? Bless her heart, but the woman doesn't even know how to log onto the internet, but if I accidentally mentioned anything politically linked over the Sunday feast of roastbeef and potatoes, then out spews out of her mouth a disertation on why the Democrates are going straight to "H E double toothpicks". All I said was "pass the gravy." I'd like to say that my mother could also claim the phrase "I use to be fun" as I her daughter can but alas that isn't true and she'd fully admit it. We may be different in that realm but when it comes to being sweet and naive, gone are the days and political banter is our new sweet song. Oh the humanity.... I ask myself, one more time..."who am I?" Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm....oops, gotta run. Glenn Beck is starting....

Maiden Voyage...Ahoy Bloggers!

"Who has the time to blog?" This has been a common theme in my mind. Then I think to myself "Who has time to read other people's blogs?" I'm still questioning myself on these two questions but I decided to join the ranks of millions of bloggers out there. THIS at the reccommendation of my bff and her crazy superhero sidekick Britta. Is blogging another way for me to be even more self-obsessed thinking that everyone wants to know about me? Isn't that the concept of MYspace? Its not YOURspace...its MYspace. Another possible reason....maybe blogging is theraputic in some fashion. When I thought about what I might blog about, I found myself to be quite dull. EVEN if someone had the time to read about me on MY blog, wouldn't they eventually short circuit their computer with the amount of drool coming from their very bored and sleepy head? With this apifany in mind, I deem my quest and goal of MY blog is to use it to rate myself on a scale of "dull" to "very interesting". Again, its all about me right? LOOK OUT BLOGGER WORLD, I've come into your world like a new born naked baby straight from the mother's womb! Ew.