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A Citizen’s Request

~ JodiLea

Daily Prompt: The New York Times is going to feature your blog on its home page, and you’ve been asked to publish a new post — it’ll be the first thing tens of thousands of new readers see. Write it.

The United States sends Federal aid to any foreign country, battling natural or man-made issues. Not only in $$$, but troops.

This week I am in the middle of a real-time disaster that desperately needs some aid from the Feds now. Both $$$ and troops.

In case you haven’t heard – The state of California is on fire. Not just wildfires in the No. CA Sierra, or the usual Santa Anna induced fires in So. CA, but those PLUS SEVEN other raging fires. Massive evacuations are being calculated and carried out. The places in central CA that are (currently) not on fire, are being choked by smoke and ashes. There are road closures, and wasting millions of dollars worth of electricity to run air-conditioners because they dare not open a window. There isn’t any fresh air left to let in.

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Our firefighting budget is almost gone and we don’t employ enough fire-fighters to be spread out over the entire state at the same time. I would like to see the President send those F-18’s – you know, the ones on hold for Egypt, out here to help with airdrops.

And those troops that Mr. Obama promised to start bringing home? Have them stop in CA for a few days to help out the National Guard. I’m sure that compared to where they are, this will be seem like a vacation. At the very least they shouldn’t get shot at or blown up.

I would like to make an official Citizen’s Request of the Federal Government: Californian’s pay more taxes than any other state. Can we have some of it back?  One point three million would really help a lot.

Sincerely,

CA Citizen

Beyond Bored

~ JodiLea ~ 1 Comment

BabyYawning  The Daily Prompt is ‘YAWN’. What bores you?

GOLF. Watching a golf match on TV has to be the most boring thing, ever. Apologies to those who love to play/watch golf, but it had to be said. If forced to watch (I know, right? But it happens!) it is only tolerable if I am sewing, knitting or crocheting while doing so.

When I think about it, I am rarely bored. My handwork makes a lot of things tolerable for me. Like airports. Road trips. Waiting rooms. American Rifleman – hubby watches this show because he likes old guns, but he agrees that the host speaks very, let’s say non-enthusiastically.

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Hey!  Where is the ball? Where is the golfer?

Maybe golf in the deep south is a bit more exciting…

I am an intense and hyperactive person. I cannot sit still and do nothing. Doing handwork will actually help me slowdown and relax – something everyone from family members to doctors,  keep telling me to do.

I have friends who love golf. Go figure. They tell me it relaxes them and I should try it.

I just nod, smile, and continue knitting.
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Meet Herbie, My Green Monster

~ JodiLea ~ 1 Comment

Note: I did not title this post: My Little Green Monster.
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My Green Monster has not, nor will ever be, little. If it’s true that jealousy feeds on itself, growing bigger, then Herbie (my green monster) must weigh 300 pounds by now.

I am always in the company of Herbie. I named him because my brain grew tired of thinking “my green monster”. I have a pretty tired brain. Herbie (and I) envy everyone and everything.  I manage to hide it pretty well (or so I think). I would hate for people to know just how shallow I really am. I certainly would not want this getting out on the internet. Ha.

It’s like this – I compare myself to everyone I meet, and I find myself lacking. Not only does this torture my self-esteem, but it’s exhausting. I have lived with the belief that if only I were pretty, everything would be OK. I would have self-esteem, confidence and more compassion. And yes, I’ll admit it, I’d get more positive attention.

In our defense, we don’t become insanely jealous. That is strange in itself, considering. I don’t shoot daggers out of my eyes at people, and we haven’t broken the law trying to steal stuff we want. Herbie is more of a pacifist. He likes to admire in people the things that I want, but cannot have. Things like a flawless complexion. Full lips. Large breasts I would flaunt at hubby – to see if I could lure him out of his shop, or just to be a brat.

Stuff like that.

We do not limit our envy to physical beauty – oh no! Herbie and I admire character, principles, bravery, honesty. We get misty eyed when we read something humorous, deeply moving, or impacting – wishing that I could write something that good.

We are suckers for romantic gestures and puppies. We are jealous of those who get to have one, and envious of those who have both. The typical “have and have not” scenario Herbie and I live with every day, in spite of all the therapy.

We hate that real-life isn’t life in the movies. Romantic comedy’s, that is. Not those vampire or zombie movies, which would, literally, suck.

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