Why I Consider Myself a Republican

This is another off-the-cuff thing, so excuse run-on sentences, bad punctuation, and the like!  I’m going to break this down into topics.

First, let me say that I do consider myself a conservative Republican.  That does not make me a racist.  I would have had no problem voting for a black President, just not Barack Obama.  I am not bashing anyone who voted for him.  This is just an opinion piece.  MY opinion.  Everyone is entitled to their own, and I don’t like you any less if you don’t agree with me.  Let’s just agree to disagree, okay?

I am not a religious person.  I don’t believe that I ever was.  I consider myself an atheist, but I have no problem with religious people and I do think that religion can help you become a better, morally sound person.  However, I feel that you can also be those things without religion.  I don’t need a book to tell me that it’s wrong to steal, cheat, lie, and kill.  If you’re interested in reading the blog I wrote about atheism, maybe I’ll post it someday. I AM going somewhere with this, by the way.

Homosexuality and Gay Marriage:

I have no problem with homosexuality.  I also think that gay people are born gay.  I think that each church should be allowed to choose whether or not they want to perform same-sex marriages.  I think that they should have the same rights as married couples.  My problem is that I don’t want my kids to be taught about gay marriage in school.  I don’t want my kids to be taught about any marriage or sex in school.  It is MY responsibility to teach my kids those things.  Just like I will teach them about religion (all religions) and let them choose their own path.

Global Warming/Environment/Energy Blah Blah:

I think that it’s great that this country has made so many advances to take steps towards making the world a cleaner, more efficient place.  However, scientists have done extensive research and pretty much said that this is horseshit, and I believe scientists over Al Gore.  Sorry.  Also, I believe in an “all of the above” approach to securing energy independence.  Wind, water, oil, coal, natural gas, hamsters on wheels… whatever.  And all of you “NIMBY (Not In My Back Yard)” assholes, you can pay $5 a gallon for gas.  Put that shit in my backyard please, but gimme free energy!

Politicians:

If I ever ran for office I would make a website, give all of my constituents a log in and password, and have them cast a vote on each issue that I had to vote for.  Then I would vote however they wanted me to.  I know that’s probably not realistic, but I thought that politicians “represent” the people?  Didn’t the people want off-shore drilling?  Didn’t the people oppose the bailout?  I used to work for the government.  Believe me when I say that they don’t know better than you.  They vote how they want to.

Welfare:

I believe that no matter who you are, you control your life.  I don’t care if you grew up in a box under a bridge in Queens, you control your own success.  You can sit there in that box all day and mope about how shitty your life is, or you can find a way to make a couple bucks, go to the Salvation Army and get an outfit, and do job interviews.  “But what job will hire me?  A helpless, homeless man?”  – McDonald’s.  There, I said it. I do think that Welfare is okay to a certain extent.  People fall on hard times, yes, and need a boost.  Okay – but don’t pay these fools more money than they can make working.  Make it the bare minimum.  I know people on Welfare right now who just went out and bought a PS3.  Hello?  I don’t have a PS3.  I think there should be time limits, piss tests, and all other kinds of goodies if you want government help.  Sorry.  Don’t blame me – blame all the other assholes who take that govt check and drink it, smoke it, or snort it.

War:

Admit it, in 2001 you were all about blowing some asshole terrorists up.  I’ve been there, have you?  Can you even find Iraq on a map?  How about Afghanistan?  That’s all I gotta say.

Immigration:

I think that our borders should be secured and that there should be a legal way for anyone to become an American citizen.  America is the greatest country in the world, and I don’t blame all these people for wanting to come here.  The problem is that they have it better than some of us.  Health care, Housing, Welfare – all provided by the taxpayers!  Become a citizen, then you can mooch off the Govt like half the country already does.  Legally!

Taxes:

Flat tax.  I’m not rich, but I truly don’t believe that it’s fair that the top 5% pay 50% of our taxes.  Most of them worked hard to be successful, or their parents did.  We shouldn’t tell them how to spend it.

Abortion:

I am “technically” pro-choice.  Whoa, I know.  BUT I consider myself Pro-Life with exceptions.  Lol.  I do NOT believe in abortion as birth control.  However, I believe in terminating for medical reasons.  Such as – serious birth defects that would most likely result in death anyway. A good example : anencephaly.  Also, if the life of the mother is in serious danger, I would accept that as a good reason, probably.  I may even except incest, but I believe that adoption may be acceptable there.
I understand a woman’s right to choose, because it is her body, but come on!  That’s a baby in there.  Especially once you’re past the first trimester.  It’s your own damn fault you got pregnant (in most cases).  There are so many families out there who can’t have children that would happily accept your unwanted child into their lives, and I think that adoption should be at least looked into before aborting.  As the mother of an unplanned child, you will NEVER convince me that abortion is good just because you aren’t ready, you can’t afford it, or you don’t want stretch marks.  Because I felt all of those ways, too.  My daughter is the best thing that ever happened to me.
Also, this whole thing about how if abortion is banned, people will start busting out the coat hanger and dying because they jabbed themselves in the crotch… That’s your own damn fault!!!!!!!  If you take a sharp, pointy, metal thing and shove it between your legs, and you fuck yourself all up, don’t blame the government.

Stimulus rebates:

Fucking. Stupid.  They don’t work and they are more hassle than good.

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Not all Republicans are rich, bible-thumping, gay-hating, racist assholes.  I am none of the above.  I am a lower-middle-class Army wife, veteran, atheist mother who went through a stage of bi-curiosity!

So, hate me if you wish.  Tell me where you and I disagree.  Did I forgot a topic?  Tell me what!

For JD – WHY I have tattoos.

You asked, here it is.  I’m not editing or using proper grammar or anything here.. just typing it as it comes out of my brain.  Lol.

I have 5 tattoos.  I got 3 of them before I was 18 and the story behind that is pretty stupid.  When I was 14 I got into the whole goth/punk scene, which wasn’t popular at the time.  I didn’t know anyone who had a tattoo either, except older people (by older I mean, not in high school).  I wanted to get my eyebrow pierced, and this was still semi-taboo at the time, too.  This was the mid-90s and eyebrow, tongue, and multi-earlobe piercings were becoming increasingly popular.  “Tramp stamps” aka, lower back tattoos, weren’t “in” yet either.

I begged my parents to let me get my eyebrow pierced.  I begged and begged.  Keep in mind, I’m 14.  They, of course, said No.  More like, “No way in hell!” This lasted a few months, and then I changed my mind and wanted my tongue pierced.  My parents felt vindicated that I had changed my mind and realized that I would change it again, so they just kept saying no.

My aunt, at this time, was into tats.  She got like 6-7 tattoos over a few months time.  I thought a tattoo might be cool, but I figured if they wouldn’t let me get a piercing, which can be removed and healed over, then I wouldn’t even bother asking for a tat.

One day, my aunt was over and she and my dad were talking about tattoos.  My dad decided he would get a tattoo of Jesus.  My dad looks like a biker with a ZZ Top beard, and now a tattoo of Jesus?  Ugh.  Okay, so my dad gets this tattoo.  Whatever. Lol.

A few weeks later, I’m telling my dad about the benefits of a piercing (just making crap up) and he says.. “Why don’t you get a tattoo instead?”  Now, my dad doesn’t do drugs but I thought for sure he was on something right then.  I took advantage of it.

Walt, my tattoo artist, refused to tattoo me until I was 15 with parental consent.  On my 15th birthday, my dad and my aunt took me and I got a tattoo of a tree frog.  I liked frogs a lot, and it has somewhat of a personal story.  I won’t go into it, but when I was 13 I went to a missionary school in FL and got shit on by a bunch of tree frogs.  Needless to say, they are pretty but not very nice.  I should have had a turd tattooed under the damn thing.

Okay, I’m sure you’ve heard, but tattoos are addicting.  It’s like drugs.  I was already planning my next one before the first one healed.  I got 2 more tats before my 18th birthday.  I also got my lip and clit pierced when I was 17 by some weirdo with a mullet who didn’t require parental consent.  In his defense, he did a good job.

Anyway, the 2 next tattoos I got were small, and honestly, pretty dumb.  They were just “pretty” things that I liked.

Fast foward to April 2006.  I’m 21 and I’ve been in the Army for a couple years.  I’m in Iraq, and I decide I want another tattoo.  This time though, I want something special.  My dad is an artist.  Not professionally anymore, but he does it on the side sometimes.  He is outstanding.  Anyway, I give my dad some vague details about what I want.  It’s very personal, but for the most part I just tell people that I wanted a piece of art by my father forever, so I got it tattooed on me.  I make it a big one too.  I come home on leave from Iraq, and I go and get this big ass tattoo on my arm.  I have to do it all at once because I don’t have enough time for it to heal and then come back and get it finished.  It took 6 hours.  Ouch.

I had a daughter in June of 2007.  6 days after I gave birth, I got her name tattooed between my shoulderblades.  They usually make you wait, but the guy who did it (not Walt – mistake!) figured I could handle it.  I did, but your senses are so heightened after birth that it was about 10x more painful than it should’ve been!

Here are a couple pictures:

My arm – shortly after it was finished-

My daughter’s name:

This is actually a picture of my back.  Lol.  I’m white as hell, but the flash on the camera made me invisible.

As far as my other tats, I don’t have any pics handy and I’m too lazy to take any.

Will I get more tats in the future?  Yes.  I have 1 more small one that I want to get, if I can talk my husband into letting me.  I also need someone who can speak/write fluently in Arabic before I can get it.  Besides that one, I plan to get all of my children’s names put on here somewhere.

Do I regret my stupid tattoos?  Yes and no.  If I could go back, I probably would’ve gotten something else, but I don’t regret it.  Notice that I said something ELSE.  I still would’ve gotten a tat.  It just reminds me of a different time when I was a different person.

Anyway – hopefully that helps give you some perspective.

-Abby

It’s That Time of Year…

Autumn, aka “Fall”.

I lived in the same house from the time I was born until one day in 2004.  Nearly 20 years.  I never appreciated my surroundings because I saw them every single day and it was what it was.  Besides, I was busy being young and stupid.

I went off to the Army that day in April ’04 and found myself in South Carolina.  I was kinda busy while I was there, and I never really got the opportunity to look around.  July 1st I left the East coast for Arizona.  I arrived at 1am.  It was dark.  I woke up the next morning and walked outside to be surrounded by one of the most beautiful views I have ever seen in my life.  Sierra Vista, AZ.  It’s a pretty crappy little town, but gorgeous none the less.  It looked very similar to this:

I was from the East coast and had never travelled far enough away to see anything like this.  I live in the Appalachian Mountains but .. they do not compare.  They’re hardly mountains.  THESE – are mountains!!

Every night the sun set, and it looked like this:

Every single night the sky burned red.  Needless to say, I was very very sad to leave in November.  I was off to Texas.

I can sum Texas scenery up in one picture:

BORING.  I’ve “lived” in TX since Dec 1, 2004.  It’s getting old quickly.  You never hear anyone talking about the beautiful TX scenery.  If there is any, I haven’t seen it.  But I guess beauty is in the eye of the beholder or some shit.

I say “lived” because in 2006 I lived in Baghdad.  I didn’t get out much, but I didn’t mind.  Because out looked like this:

Dead bodies and all.  Kinda glad I got to skip out on most of that.

Anyway, let me get back to the point.  Today, I went to work.  Work was in the middle of Nowhere, PA. Until today I thought that the red mountains in AZ were the most beautiful things I’d ever seen.

They really look much redder in real life!

I’d just never really looked at Pennsylvania autumn before.

That last pic is of a “Burning Bush”.  I don’t know what they’re really called but this picture doesn’t do it justice.  They are so red you can pick one out on the side of a mountain.

Anyway, I almost wrecked my car today a few times trying looking at the fall scenery.  It’s just funny to me that I’ve lived here almost my entire life, and yet I never really saw what was right in front of me. My husband is in Iraq (again) and came to visit us in April, just as the trees were turning green, and he was amazed at how beautiful Pennsylvania was.  I told him how much prettier it was in the fall, and yet I had forgotten myself what it looked like.

When I head back to Texas this winter, maybe I will find some beautiful scenery that I had never noticed before.

I doubt it.

*All pics are from Google Image Search except for the Pennsylvania pictures, which come from
http://www.fallinpa.com
– Also the red mountain picture is from John @
http://www.gemstoneartist.com
(sorry!)

I hate this smell.

I really dislike when I’m at work and I put something in the microwave and when I pull it out it smells like old popcorn.

The other woman that works in my office, Maria, loves popcorn.  She makes popcorn in our microwave all the time.  Now, don’t get me wrong, I like popcorn.  I just hate, hate, hate when 2 weeks later the microwave still smells like it.  It stinks so bad.  It makes my coffee taste and smell of stale, slightly burnt popcorn.

If you don’t believe me, pop some popcorn in your zapper, eat it, enjoy it.. and then wait 2 days and cook something else in there. Uuuuggghhhh….

What smells do you hate?  Besides the obvious?

My dad was checking out this guy’s ass….

So last night we were watching America’s Got Talent, and Derrick Barry was on :

He (she?) is a Britney Spears impersonator.  Yes.  Derrick.  He.

He’s kinda cute?  I don’t know… ANYWAY….

We were watching him perform “Hit Me Baby One More Time” last night and he was in the school-girl get up.  I’ll try to find a video and post it at the end.

Anyway, about halfway through the performance, he like bends over and you get a shot of his ass.  My dad instantly (without thinking) goes.. “Ohh!”  Then 2 seconds later.. “AHH WTF that’s a dude.  I keep forgetting.”

This guy is good though.  He really really looks like her.  He doesn’t sing, but he really does look so much like her and dances like her, you can’t even tell.

He just got voted off the show.  Anyway, it was fun while it lasted!

(The butt shot is at 0:33ish. Enjoy.)

Photos courtesy of Derrick’s MySpace page: http://www.myspace.com/derrickbritney

Tattoos in the work place

I have tattoos.  More than 1.  Less than 10.  I have multiple hours of work on my body and hundreds of dollars.

The first thing people notice when they look at me are my tattoos.  That is, unless I go out of my way to cover them.

I am lucky enough to currently have a job where my boss dictates the dress code, and also a really cool boss.  If he chose to let us wear jeans everyday, we’d be able to.  If he chose to make use wear formal business attire everyday, we would have to.  He is pretty lenient.  For the most part, I would define our dress code as “business casual”.  But it’s not even that serious.  I do work for the government, so you might think they would be a little more strict.  Let me just say again that my boss is a pretty cool guy.  When I first started this job, it was February in Pennsylvania.  Cold.as.hell.  I wore long sleeves and pants to work everyday, which covers all of my tats.  Now, it’s August, and while not as hot as some states, it is hot enough that I don’t want to wear pants and a sweater.

I wear short sleeves and skirts which show my tattoos.  I sit behind a desk where I deal with government officials (nothing too fancy, this isn’t D.C.), but mostly I deal with the local population.  Namely, old people.  Now, I have a huge tattoo on my arm.  Most people look at it and say, “Wow.  How long did that take?” or “Wow.  That is beautiful.”  But today I got something that threw me off guard.  I want to add that I do cover my tattoos at more formal events.  I know where and when I can push the boundaries.  Today my boss and another local government official held a “Senior Citizen Expo” where local businesses and companies set up tables with free stuff and tell them about services that they provide to senior citizens.  Generally, when it comes to old people, I try to cover my tattoos.  I was working the event, mostly taking pictures because I seem to be the only one who knows how to work a digital camera, and an elderly man walked up to me and said, “You were in the service?”  I didn’t know this guy.  I said, “Yes… How did you know?”  To which he replied, “Well, I saw your tattoo peeking out and I just assumed as much.”

I don’t know why this sort of threw me off guard, and I wasn’t offended by any means, but I was taken aback.  I remembered that when this guy was my age, the only people who had tats were in the service, and their tats were hearts with banners that said “Mom”.  Or of anchors if they were a sailor. When people ask me about my tattoo and what it means, sometimes I just say, “Well, I was in the Army and everyone had a tattoo.”  But really, I’m just too lazy to go into detail and why should I tell a stranger the motive behind my tattoos?

Why should anyone care about my tattoos?  It’s my body.  I’ll do what I want to it.

My biggest pet peeve is when people come into our office and look at me, but then completely ignore me and wait at the other person’s desk for help.  Like I’m going to eat their souls or something.  Hey, you know what – go ahead and wait at Joe’s desk.  I don’t mind.  I’ll just sit here and surf the web while he works.  I offered you help but if you want to wait, go ahead.

How about the age-old question?  — What are you going to do in 50 years when your skin is all saggy and your tattoos look so ugly?

I always say, “Who says I’m going to be saggy and ugly in 50 years?  Maybe I will age beautifully!”

(That’s not me, but she’s 50.)

Or — What will your grandchildren think!?

If my grandma had tattoos like I do, I would think I had the coolest freakin grandma ever!

Anyway, I just felt like ranting for a minute.

What do you think?

Project Runway – Sn 5, Ep 6

I’ll be blogging as I watch.

8:55 – Okay, I’m excited because Chris March is on this episode in his super crazy drag with horns!  He is my favorite designer of all the episodes when it comes to personality.  I also really liked Santino, but that’s way old and no one hardly mentions him anymore! Okay, I’m watching Fox News… 4 minutes.. counting down… Hrm… I’m going to go change the channel.

8:57 – Okay, I’m watching Kelli get booted again.  I know I totally haven’t blogged about any of the episodes since like.. the first one?  I’m sorry.  Not that anyone cares really.  I think I only have 1 reader anyway.  Speaking of this episode, I’m really glad Blayne stayed.  He’s just adds so much drama to the show.  Kelli has been mediocre since the first episode.

8:59 – When I first saw this preview for tonight’s episode, I heard that laugh and said.. WOOO CHRIS MARCH!!!!!!!!.. I can’t wait!

9:00 – I <3 Stella.  Anyone else?  Her and that hammer!  I love it.

9:01 – Stella is always the last one still in bed.  Anyone else ever notice?  … Joe is turning out to be kind of a dick… I’m still rooting for him a little, just because he’s sort of an underdog.

9:02 – CHRIS!!  Yay!  “He has disco balls on his *beeps*!”  Love it.

9:03 – Favorite queens – Sweetie!  Haha… Hedda Lettuce – wtf?!  … Sharon Needles hahaha.. Annida Greenkard LOL, I’m dying simply from their names…. I’m so excited to see what some of these guys come up with!!

9:06 – Oh no.. Stella got Louisa… I don’t know about that!!!

9:08 – Blayne couldn’t have picked a better queen.  I am feeling sorry for Suede already!

9:11 – Tim reveals the winner will get immunity.

Joe in bra.  Nice.  I’m sort of liking his attitude now.  He seems to be really enjoying this.

9:12 – Blayne and his -licious.

9:18 – Suede is giving his sob story about his grandfather.  I’ll be honest.  I don’t really care.

9:19 – Keith and his swatches.  Again!

9:20 – OMG I like seeing them as normal men.  Soooo crazy.  OMG VARLA!!!!!!!!!  He looks like a marine!

9:22 – Poor Suede!!!!!!!!!  I feel so bad for him right now.  But I sort of agree.  The little lettuce heads on the gloves are kind of .. ugly.

9:27 – Tim & Chris rounds… I am liking Korto’s dress so far.  Blayne -  “A pteryodactyl out of a gay Jurassic Park!”  I. Love. Tim.  I am liking Daniel’s dress, but they are right that it doesn’t pop enough for a drag queen.

9:31 – I am excited to see this crazy runway show!  Aww Suede and Hedda make up.  Awwwwww

9:40 – What can I say?  I am loving these!!  Hedda is rocking that outfit. Daniel’s outfit is nice, but I still don’t think it’s “draggy enough”.  Terri’s outfit looks awesome.  Ohhh I like Leanne’s too!

9:43 – Terri rocks!! Keith fails!

9:45 – Joe rocked the pink sailor!  Varla really does have a rockin body.  Jerell doesn’t do so hot.  Korto does pretty well too.

My 10 min guess: Terri wins, Keith is out.  Daniel is never out.  I’d like to say Daniel is out, but he always squeaks by.  If it’s Daniel, I’ll be really surprised.

9:51 – Daniel might just be out.  I’m excited to see what happens!

9:52 – Boooo !!  Commercials!!

9:56 – Joe wins!  Wow.. I’m surprised, but sort of in a good way.  I think Terri is probably mad that she’s always #2.

9:58 – OMG DANIEL IS OUT!!!  About time.  See, I knew if I said Keith it would be Daniel!  Woo hooooooo!!!

Okay ya’ll .. cya later!