Artemis

I'm sad to have no internet. May not sound like a big deal, but I hate talking on the phone and the internet was my way to stay in touch with friends. And with my computer on the fritz (I give it a few months at the MOST), there's no point in paying for the internet at my tiny apartment. And I can't afford a new computer, thus I will be sad to not be in touch with my friends through Facebook and email. But know until then, I miss you and love you all and will be in touch now and then. Just don't forget me:).

A week ago a historic moment happened, a black man was elected president. Unfortunately , we seem to be moving in the wrong direction with another minority group. Breaks my heart.

I couldn't be happier that Barack Hussein Obama is the next President of the United States of America. Obama supporters, we did it!

GO OBAMA!

I hate John McCain. I hate him as much as I hate George W. Bush, and I didn't think I could ever hate anyone else as much as that! What really put me over the edge, out of all the debates that made me shake with anger, was in tonight's debate. He said what may be the thing I hate the most. He called it the "pro-abortion" movement. THREE TIMES. Really? Wow. Yes, because that is what I am. I'm pro-abortion. Yep. That's me. Me, who LOVES children. Why not abort them all? Go ahead. I'm a pro-abortionist. Go for it. REALLY? I am pro-choice. There is a H-U-G-E difference between pro-abortion and pro-choice. I don't want there to be abortions. I don't want anyone to have unwanted pregnancies. I don't want anyone to have to choose between having a baby or aborting a fetus. I don't want anyone to be raped and have to choose to be pregnant for 9 months with something she hates or to abort it. I don't want a woman to struggle with feeding her chil

Tina Fey recently said that if Palin gets elected she is "leaving earth". If only it were possible! On a side note, I recently received a forward about supporting the troops. And I just need to say that I am supporting the troops in the best way possible, by voting for a president that will bring the troops home! Go Obama!

"Sarah Palin does not believe in evolution. I take this as a metaphor. In her world and the world of Fundamentalists nothing changes or gets better or evolves. She does not believe in global warming. The melting of the arctic, the storms that are destroying our cities, the pollution and rise of cancers, are all part of God’s plan. She is fighting to take the polar bears off the endangered species list. The earth, in Palin’s view, is here to be taken and plundered. The wolves and the bears are here to be shot and plundered. The oil is here to be taken and plundered. Iraq is here to be taken and plundered. As she said herself of the Iraqi war, ‘It was a task from God." Eve Ensler discussing Sarah Palin’s politics and their potential threat to the country

There have a been a lot of changes lately. I moved 17ish hours away from my previous home. I started a new job with a philosophy that I wasn't so sure about. I left my family and friends that I had made at work and around town. It's hard. Having my sister here with me (and her doggies) certainly helps, but it doesn't make it any easier to leave loved ones. Adding to the doubts and unease of leaving what and who I know behind, I hate my job. It isn't like hating a job because its boring or lacks challenge or I dislike someone (how I felt about my last job). This time the dislike comes from not believing in the philosophy and method of teaching at all. I don't like it. I read a lot about it before I came here. I had some concerns, but really wanted to see it in action before I formulated an opinion on it. I really hoped that it would be a school that loosely applied the methods I read about, because I did, and still do, see some benefits to it. Unfortunately, the pres

Wednesday night I got a text message from my sister from her doctor boyfriend's cell phone. It said to check my email. The second I read it, I knew it was going to be a picture of her hand... with a ring. And I was right! I was impatiently waiting for my turtle speed computer to open my email. There it was. Her hand with the ring: I didn't even really look at the picture, I instantly called her. And found out that I had the honor of being the first to know, makes me cry even now! Now I am even more sad to be leaving this place. I am so excited to live in MT, but so sad to leave my sister and future brother. Congrats to one of my favorite of two sisters and to my favorite doctor. Another doc to add to the Doc Family. Welcome. I love you both.

My sister roommate and I went on a walk last night. I put on my tennis shoes in the living room and walked through the kitchen to the door. She looked down and said my name in a clearly annoyed tone. There was a trail of dirt across the floor, clearly blaming me. All I said was, "um, new shoes" and pointed at my feet. I took the shoes out of their box for their first wear moments before. She looked at the bottom of her feet, realized she made the mess, and said "oh".

It has been one week today since he dumped me. One week of sadness, one week of heart break, one week of loneliness, and one week of missing him like crazy. I know that him breaking up with me wasn't planned for a long time. When my parents were here two weeks ago, him and I discussed doing something together on the 4th, today. Maybe how I would go with him and his friends to a lake, even though I would have to leave early to dog sit tomorrow. He is now probably watching fireworks by a bonfire, having s'mores. I was supposed to be there next to him, oohing and aahing. With his arm around me, or maybe my hand on his leg and his hand on my hand. Instead, while he is enjoying the 4th with his friends at a beautiful place, I am watching movies. I'm about to watch my 7th in a week. I thought I was doing okay this week. Everyone is impressed with my "strength". Good for them. I only appear strong. I only pretend that I'm not sad, lonely and still in pain. Because I

"Some love stories aren't epic novels; some are short stories. But that doesn't make them any less filled with love." ~Carrie Bradshaw Sex and the City

My boyfriend of almost 6 months broke up with me on Friday. And my heart hurts. I know what a lot of you may be thinking, it wasn't even 6 months yet, how bad can it be! But for those of you that really know me, you know that that short amount of time is more than enough time for me to know that I was in love with him. In college, my two BFFs talked about how I would meet someone some day and fall in love and be married after 6 months. I thought they were crazy. But they were right, I could have married my boyfriend. I don't think I was quite ready for that, but I know that if he would have asked, I would have been ready right then and there. But more so, I could have had babies with him. And again, for those of you that really know me, that is a bigger deal to me than marriage. According to the laws of SATC , I have three months to get over him. That amount of time seems absurd when you loved someone, when you could have married them, when you could have had babies with them.

I spent last night getting acquainted with my boyfriend's parents. I got to hear stories about when he was young and how he mastered his fine motor skills long before he mastered his larger motor skills. My favorite story was about him in kindegarten. His birthday is in October and they started him in kindegarten right before he turned 6, which was too late for him. His mom said he was always bored because he was too smart. One day he came home and was upset. His mom asked why. He said, "I'm bored." His mom asked him why he was bored and he said, "Because I don't even know what 100+100 is!" His mom asked him what 100+100 is and he exclaimed, "200, but I haven't learned that yet!"

Today featured in the Star Tribune is a beautiful and sad story about a man that became a father and a widower in 27 hours. He has a blog where it kept track of his wife's days in the hospital all the way up until today. He tells of his sadness for the loss of his young wife and the love for his daughter and shows beautiful photos. I just spent the past hour reading the blog from the moment she went into the hospital until today. I recommend reading it, with tissues in hand. It will make you smile and cry.

“So-called ‘global warming’ is just a secret ploy by wacko tree-huggers to make America energy independent, clean our air and water, improve the fuel efficiency of our vehicles, kick-start 21st-century industries, and make our cities safer and more livable. Don’t let them get away with it!” --Chip Giller, founder of Grist.org, where environmentally minded people gather online.

My mother is less than enthused that it has been almost 2 months with no new entries. That can somewhat be blamed on my boyfriend, whom I have been dating for almost 2 months. Not his fault at all, but I am sure you can see the time correlation. So here is a post, during my birth week. That is how my sister likes to celebrate her birthdays, so I shall do the same. Dinner on Wednesday with my other sister , her boyfriend, a friend and my boyfriend. Lunch on Thursday with co-workers. Flying to Helena on Thursday to visit my sister and brother-in-law. And then celebrating my birthday with a play and dinner over the weekend, before heading back home on Sunday. Should be a great birth week. Too bad it started with a crabby day Monday. It can only get better when the week ends with my birthday on Saturday! Hope this is good enough, Mom, because it's all I got:).

I just got home from the movie Juno. It is my favorite movie. Ever. Loved. It. Pulled on my heartstrings quite a bit though. When I first found out that I had endometriosis , I decided that by the age of 27 I would start trying to have a baby with or without a guy in my life. I turn 27 in less than 2 months and financially I am nowhere near ready to have a baby. But emotionally, I was ready years ago. The movie made my want for a baby even more evident. Jennifer Garner's character said something I loved, "Is there something you just knew you were born to do. ... I was born to be a mother." I was born to be a mother. Stupid movie, making me want a baby even more (if that's possible) and making me cry a lot. Oh, how I love you though.

Okay, well, my five year plan has taken on some changes. Bound to happen, I know. First off, without saying what company I work for, there are some possible big changes that may happen. And if it does, I may lose my pension. Which is my only reason of wanting to stick with the compay for the next 4 years. So if that happens, it will be time to find a new job. Which may be a good thing since I am liking mine less and less everyday. Still love the people, but everything else is lacking. Maybe if it happens it will be time to make a move, we will see what happens. I told one of the new women at work about my 5 year plan. A few weeks after telling her, there must have been some baby talk. As she was leaving that day, she said in passing, "Five year plan, right, more like one or two." I am wanting a baby more than ever. I think about it all the time. I swear every young woman at my company is pregnant right now. All of them. It is killing me. If I can get my finances in order, the

Happy 2008! I think it will be a good year.