The Rapture is coming! The Rapture is coming!!

May 21st 2011, according to some people, is the day when my family and I, I mean "the chosen people", will be ascending into Heaven. Yes people,God's elected people will be taken into Heaven! Weeeee!!!! So, what would you want to do before this happens, if it does? Personally, I would ask God for an extension so that I will be able to see the Casey Anthony case! In that case, by all means, Jose Baez, please keep striking jurors!

Seriously though, people calm down!! I'm pretty sure all these maniacs that say the rapture is coming are just that-MANIACS!!!!!

On September 6, 1994, guess what?! The rapture was also supposed to happen according to Harold Camping, an 88 year old nutcase evangelist. But wait, we are here, correct? Oops, sorry, he miscalculated it, small mathematical error. Nope, the date is actually this Saturday!!! Whew!!! That's quite a mathematical error! No biggie!!!

Um...Yeah people, so calm down, go breathe and change your soiled undies. Nothing is going to happen and I will get to see the Casey Anthony case!! All is well with the world <3

Can they keep it quiet?

As the trial of Casey Anthony approaches us, two questions seem to be coming into mind when thinking about finding jurors. Can they find people who have not set any opinions about the defendant already and can they keep opinions about the case private from social networks?

Anthony ,25, is charged with first - degree murder in the 2008 death of her 2 year-old daughter, Caylee Marie. If found guilty, she may face the death penalty. The court is currently on day 7 of jury selection in Pinellas County, where the judge believes there will be more opportunity to find people less knowledgable about the case. But can that really be possible? I learned about the case while I was living in NY, which is much farther that Clearwater, Fl, and I instantly became intrigued and have been following updates since day 1.  Of course, after hearing all the evidence and the fact that Casey partied her nights away while her daughter was supposedly missing instead of reporting her,  has given me the opinion of her guilt.  If that's the case how are they honestly going to trust jurors when they say they have never heard of the case.

Just last week, after 2 1/2 hours they dismissed a juror for being "too perfect". Meaning, he had all the perfect answers that made it seem pretty obvious that he had indeed heard about the case, had formed and opinion, and wanted desperately to find Casey guilty and give her the death penalty.  It seems that none of the potential jurors know Nancy Grace, Cindy and George Anthony or watch the news. One potential juror said she does not watch the news or read newspapers because she "wants to view the world in a positive matter" Really? So far they have found 12 potential jurors, but Judge Belvin is asking for 8 more as alternates.

The other point is that the jury may be sequestered for up to 8 weeks in Orange County.  Juror 1392 already got penalized when the defense revealed that he had in fact been conversing about the case on Facebook with his friends.  Of course, he was dismissed based on that matter. In a time of social networking, and internet access on phones it becomes harder to keep these jurors completely isolated from the world and news coverage of the case.  Will they be able to actually give up their electronics in order to properly decide Anthony's fate? Let's hope so.

On a case were a New Orleans artist has actually been able to profit from VooDoo dolls depicting Casey Anthony and selling them on the internet, it seems like this case has more than it's fair share of drama and just may be the first high profile case to be the precedent of other cases in this time of technology.

Mother's Day

Mother

Mother is she who spends sleepless night to make you sleep
Mother is she who understands you from the very deep…
Mother is she who will laugh and cry along with you….
Mother is she who teaches how to drink, eat and how to chew…

Mother is she who scolds you for your good
Mother is she who will support you in any mood…
Mother is she who accepts you in any situation…
Mother is she who motivates you for your every little creation…

Mother is she who gives you blessings at every step…
Mother is she who is always worried for your fate…
Mother is she who can catch you if at any moment you lie…
Mother is she who never wants to see her baby cry….

Mother is she who is different from all other…
Mother is she who is never comparable to any other…

Sumita Datta

We read that poem and say to ourselves, "Yes, that's exactly how my mother is." So if that's how our mother's are, why do we only spoil them one day of the year? Why must we all conform to society and celebrate mom only on Mother's Day? Send her Flowers only on Mother's Day or on her Birthday?

If Mom means so much to all of us, we shouldn't have to get together as a society and decide that this one day all of us should take mom out to dinner, spoil her with gifts and then tomorrow resume treating her like our maid and a "normal" family member.

People if we are treating our mother's or wives with disrespect and are taking them for granted every other day of the year, please don't expect that one day to change the way she sees you. Treat her as you would normally, because the fact of the matter is, she is just going to see you as hypocrites who will go back to being disrespectful the next day.

You want to be nice to Mother on Mother's Day? Then show her Mother's Day each and every day of your life. This is the woman who gave birth to you, did your laundry, cooks your food and loves you no matter what. Husbands, the same goes to you. This is the woman, who most likely is the 'grown up' of the two, does the laundry, cooks your food cleans up after you....etc. Yes, husband you are another child to add to the list.

So please respect your mother and love her no matter what day it is. A simple hug and thank you go a long way.

Our most basic instinct is not for survival but for family.  Most of us would give our own life for the survival of a family member, yet we lead our daily life too often as if we take our family for granted.  ~Paul Pearshall

Hmm...I'm bored....so......

here are 30 things you may not know about me:

1. I'm a Fantastic singer
2. I'm an awesome artist
3. I have a HUGE ego...LOL
4. I am somewhat psychic
5. I see dead people.....yes, really
6. I sometimes wish I could go back in time and re-live HS
7. I married into the Royal Family of Belgium
8. My royal title is Dutchess of Kasteellan
9. I should have tried out for Broadway
10. I once locked myself in the bathroom to hide from my 6 year old nephew because I was terrified of him....I was about 12
11. If you hurt me or any family members, I can easily forget you, but not before I destroy your soul first ;)
12. I am secretly a member of Marvel's X-Men
13. My mutant power is destroying your zest for life just by looking at you
14. I have destroyed people's zest for life
15. I am a punk at heart
16. I am honestly, truly a good person with a heart of gold......white gold...yes, I like white gold better....  :)
17. The one person I truly trust with my secrets is myself
18. The one person I really can't trust is myself
19. I have become addicted to anything that has to do with tattoos. I would be covered in them except you need $ for that and a family that won't disapprove of them
20. Oddly enough, I don't care what people think
21. I feel that Linkin Park songs have me in mind
22. I adore Linkin Park and it's lead singer Chester....yes, he shall be mine
23. I was involved in the Beauty Pageant scene for like a second
24. I had a little black book with my exes names and a rating system that involved stars...sadly there were no 5 out of 5
24. The first time I went out into the city to "hang out" was in my 20's. My sister and I "hung out" in Bed Bath & Beyond
25. I am truly the most HONEST person you would ever meet.....yes, it's true. Just ask my closest friends
26. I think my profile looks like a Velociraptor's. That's the Jurassic Park dino.
27. My second personality sometimes takes over and manipulates men to do whatever I wish of them ( ex: proposing)
28. I wish to have Sophia Vergara's body. Eventually I will return it, I just want to have it for a second. LOL No, but really, her body is my goal.
29. I wish I could cook more spanish food.
30. I want your everything As long as it’s free......

Hope, you enjoyed finding things out about me! See, I'm not crazy...I'm just AWESOME! <3

Missing Facebook?

So earlier this week, I decided to get rid of my Facebook account. The decision was based loosely on drama that seems to follow me everywhere, but then again it could be based on the fact that I really don't care about some of the people that had "friended" me.

I asked myself "Do I really care that so and so loves poop so much or that this person has decided to sell x stock for y amount?" The answer? No, no I do not. Yes it's true that I could have deleted some of these friends, but I think personally it was best for me to delete the account and start fresh.

Did I really want to be on Facebook for the rest of my adult life? Honestly, no. Granted Facebook did allow me to reconnect with amazing friends with whom I lost touch with through the years and did allow me to make new friends, but in the end, it was becoming an "obsession". "Wait, wait! So and so said this! Quick, I have to write this on my status......OMG, did I just see that?   I have to take a picture and post it immediately!" That was what I sounded like. Yeah, it was annoying.

At the end of my Facebook life, I felt like I was in High School all over again when someone decided they wanted to try to ruin my relationship and family. That was what eventually did it for me. I am a grown up and to deal with gossip all over again and people badmouthing me, it was just very tiring and old.

In the end, I decided that if people want to stay in touch with me and love me as much as they say, they don't need to see me on Facebook, they have my number and email and can contact me on a more personal level.

Yes, I do miss Facebook, especially when I want to comment on how much I hate Lovebugs...LOL, but I figure I can always call my friends and let them know by phone.........Joking joking!!!!! :)

Lo que el Bosque Esconde

Tan solo diez minutos de la media noche y despertó en mitad de la nada. Tan solo el olor a hierba mojada, o el de los pinos encinas y abetos que le rodeaban. Y su única compañía, el frío invierno… su mayor enemigo.

Medio mareado consigue ponerse en pie, pero su primer intento solo vale para quedarse sentado, un logro para el estado tan lamentable en el que se encuentra, así que mientras tanto, intenta de alguna forma pensar que lo mejor que puede hacer es esperar a que se le pasa el aturdimiento e intentar saber como ha llegado hasta allí.

Echa una mirada a su alrededor entre fuertes dolores de cabeza y cervicales echando una mano sobre su cuello, el cual no podía ni mantenerse rígido. Encuentra una botella de Jack Daniel’s vacía. Ahora al menos sabe a que se debe su fuerte dolor de cabeza.

El olor del bosque se aleja y su olfato y su garganta emanan un olor a alcohol que le hace tener arcadas provocándole un dolor muy fuerte en su cabeza que le hace gritar mientras cae de espaldas a cielo abierto.

Cierra los ojos y cae semidormido durante unos minutos, sintiendo un fuerte martilleo en su sien, causado por los latidos de su corazón. Ese momento es casi placentero en comparación a los vividos instantes antes.

Pasado un breve espacio de tiempo, se levanta muy lentamente sin movimientos bruscos hasta quedarse completamente de pie y aunque mareado y aturdido, consigue dar algunos pasos hacía una luz borrosa que se ve al final de los árboles.

Es un gran esfuerzo el que realiza y necesita tomar algo de aliento para continuar. Echa mano de sus bolsillos en busca de un pitillo, pero un pinchazo en la cabeza le recuerda que no esta en condiciones de dar ni una sola calada.

Tras un minuto de descanso continua su camino como puede, intentando mantener sus pasos lo más rectos y firmes posibles. Lo único que su mente es capaz de pensar es que en cuanto llegue a esa luz, es muy posible que sea capaz de saber donde se encuentra y pueda emprender el camino a casa.

Una ducha bien caliente y un descanso en una cama durante unas horas, sentir su cuerpo masacrado entre sabanas y mantas que le den la medicina que necesita y levantarse por la mañana con mejor aspecto. Quizás entonces logre comprender como llego hasta ese bosque en tan lamentable estado.

Hace otra parada a pocos metros del campo abierto y con la visión borrosa comienza a discernir más de un luz y algunas voces lejanas, como si de una discusión entre personas se tratase.

Con suerte el camino a casa podrá ser más rápido, si tienen algún vehiculo para llevarle. Pero antes de que acabe de imaginar todo eso, una masa pesada cae encima de el y una voz desconocida grita – He encontrado a alguien!!! Rápido, venid aquí!! –

El apenas puede moverse y aunque pregunta, que es lo que ocurre? Ni al extraño atacante ni al resto de personas que se aproximan, parece importarles mucho contestarle.

- Vamos ponedle las esposas- Comenta uno de los hombres que estaban sobre el. Y esposado siente como le levantan con violencia, enfocando su maltrecho rostro ensangrentado con varias linternas de una fuerte intensidad.

Poco a poco comienza a ver mejor mientras camina casi arrastrado por los hombres que le llevan a unos vehículos que se ven en el camino, entre ramas y arbustos frondosos.

Finalmente llegan al camino y su cara es todo un poema cuando ve sobre los techos de aquellos vehículos sirenas azules y el nombre de “POLICIA” en la puerta, e impacta con su cuerpo sobre el frío metal de su carrocería, mientras aquellos agentes murmuran entre ellos.

Le dan la vuelta y le dejan apoyado sobre el coche policial. Un agente se queda a dos metros de el vigilándole, mientras el resto se movilizan una vez más hacía los árboles de donde lo habían sacado.

Medio aturdido aún por todo aquel momento, miró hacía los lados, pudiendo contar hasta cinco coches policiales y una ambulancia. Miró hacía la posición del agente que tenía delante custodiándole y le pregunto: Qué ha ocurrido? No recuerdo nada… Qué ha pasado? Porque me han puesto unas esposas?

El agente lo único que hizo fue mirarle y poniendo un dedo en la boca le mando callar en silencio.

Al poco rato vio como llevaban un cuerpo tumbado en una camilla hacía la ambulancia, su cuerpo se estremeció y el frío congeló sus músculos. Enseguida comprendió que algo había ocurrido y que el tenía todos los números de ser el culpable, aun sin recordar nada de lo ocurrido.

Un agente bien vestido ordenó que le llevasen hasta el cadáver. Aterrorizado y sujetado de ambos brazos fue llevado hasta la ambulancia. Una vez allí, notó las miradas que lo sentenciaban como culpable de lo ocurrido.

El medico forense allí presente levantaba la sabana ensangrentada que cubría el cuerpo de una mujer joven. Los ojos abiertos y desencajados. El cuerpo acuchillado en su mayor número en el abdomen.

Una mujer con la que el había compartido los últimos seis meses, yacía asesinada ante sus ojos en aquel lugar. Y él había sido encontrado muy cerca de la fallecida.

-Lleváosla- Dijo el agente y mientras le leían sus derechos, aquel hombre congelado por el momento, miro fijamente la funda de uno de los agentes y sin pensarlo dos veces, le quito el arma y con un grito de ira, se apunto directamente a la boca, volándose la cabeza y cayendo al suelo muerto, rodeado de policías... y silencio.

Kurgan

Appreciation is the key

“We tend to forget that happiness doesn't come as a result of getting something we don't have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.”

 Frederick Keonig 

People rarely tend to recognize and take the time to realize what they DO have in life.  Men for example tend to forget what God has BLESSED them with when they have found a good woman. Men tend to think that women LOVE washing their dirty laundry or spending hours watching a movie based on drug induced fantasies such as Trainspotting.

Hey guys, here's something you don't know..........WOMEN DON"T LIKE DOING THESE THINGS!!!!! Women like to have a CLEAN abode and therefore are forced to pick up your clothing or footwear that you leave in the entryway after they have just tidied up! Women don't CHOOSE to spend their evenings watching these crappy movies, HELLO!!! They want to spend TIME with you!!!!!! 

When do men take the time to clean up after themselves? Oh of course, when the woman asks them to!! I want to see a man sit with his wife while she is getting her hair and nails done. Of course he won't enjoy it, but that's what you do when you want to spend TIME with your BETTER half! 

Guys, here is another secret you may not know.........THE BATHROOMS DO NOT MAGICALLY CLEAN THEMSELVES!!!! Take time to surprise your other half and clean it once in a while! Especially when the floor plan consists of more than one bathroom!  I don't know about other females, but I do not enjoy scrubbing toilets and bathroom tiles when I get QUIET time. I would prefer to sit down and BREATHE!

So, please take the time to thank your woman! Not on Mother's Day, not Valentine's Day, not any other holiday. EVERYDAY!!!!!

For my female friends out there, please pass this on to any "gentlemen" you may know. You might just save their life.....Enjoy! :)