Everyone’s  talking about the Palin speech and how fantastic it was. Well…… it was!
 The Democrats are so afraid of this massive following of Sarah Palin and they’re trying EVERY trick they can to discredit her. But last night, she basically looked at the camera and said, “Obama media: Suck it.  Current Republicans who’ve lost their backbones:  Grow up or get out the way. Trash talkers: BRING IT.”
She called out anyone and everyone with opposition to her accepting this position and basically said, “I’m not afraid of you. I’m going to do a damn good job and I know it. I’m  going to stand up for what’s right and  you’re not going to stand in my way.”
 The Obama media must have known that she was talking about them because MSNBC  and CNN were alot kinder about her speech in the aftermath than I expected them to be.  They’re already trembling at the amount of followers she’s gathered and think we’re becoming brainless  supporters who would follow her to the moon and back. (Basically, they think we’ve become  Obama supporters)
Here’s what happened to the ever starry-eyed Obama loving MSNBC before the speech:
 Getting Schooled 101

About friggin time. If you’re going to cause opposition to the Republican party, it’s about friggin time that we stood up and gave it right back.
Let’s face it, Reps: we’ve been embarrassed of our party lately. All of the representatives we’ve had in Congress lately have pretty much bent over and let their counter parts stomp all over them.  Recently, I saw the old Rep fire come back with the stand in after Congress was dismissed without the oil  vote.  But now… Now we’ve not just got a little fire… We’re burning the house down.
  The other thing that’s getting firey is the feminists underpants. Not all of them, I know, but some of the bigger, more prominent  voices in feminism are going red at this woman. I thought they’d be excited to see a woman take such a fantastic position. But because of the fact that she usually wears skirts, (which they see as demeaning to women), she’s pro-life (also against the feminism flow) and….. she’s *gasp* pretty!
I know it sounds like I’m grasping at straws here, but check out this Susan Reimer article (Click here)  and tell me what she complains about the most? Sarah’s looks.  There was an article this morning about how “out of date” Palin’s hair style is. Oh give me a BREAK.  Because that really dictates how good of a job she’ll do, huh?

I’m so excited about this election. May the best man and woman win!

PS, to my Dem friends: If my candidate wins, I’ll bake you sympathy brownies. With caramel. Mmmmm….. 
I love you guys too.

I’m so irritated right now, so sit down and shut up.

   I’m a praying woman. I’m a friggin Catholic and I don’t care what nasty  stereotypes you associate me with. I cling to my family, my morals, my guns, my Bible, my faith and my good friends. I don’t care that you’re stupid enough to disagree with my way of living. I’ll respect yours enough not to call you a moron to your face. (although you can be sure at some point, I’ve thought it.) I know who I am, ad I shine at it.

    I think recycling and alternative energy are a great thing to teach our children and practice in our daily lives. I support fair trade and organic products and don’t care if I get called  a “greenie beanie”. I’m proud of the mother I am, the daughter I am, the sister I am, the friend that I am. I know who I am and I’m glad to be me. 

   When you try and insult me by saying things you think are hurtful, it’s okay. I know who I am. I’m proud of who I am. You insult me because you’re too small minded to be comfortable and know who you are. I know who I am and I’m proud of it.

 If you don’t like the things I say, don’t read my blog. I don’t care if you disagree with me, but you don’t have to be rude when you do so. It just tells me that your anger replaces the knowledge you wish you had on the subject you’re debating. I know who I am and I’m smart as hell.

 These are all the things I am.

Confuse me with other ideas, people, views, whatever. But your judgment of me does not affect who I am.  My judgment lies in the hands of one person and  His opinion is the only one that matters.  DEAL!
(if this blog seems out of place for you, then it wasn’t aimed at you.)

YAY! I haven’t had morning sickness for a whole week. For those of you single  folks, that’s like having three months of drunken hangover days and finally getting sober. Except I don’t get to drink beer. All of the punishment with none of the prize.

 My typos will henceforth increase since my son saw it necessary to pluck several of the keys from my keyboard.  (My “N” key was particularly victimized.) Now they don’t always post when I strike them.  So enjoy alot of this: “The  rai  i  Spai  sta s  mai ly  i  the  plai .”  It’s like an NSA encryption. Or a “-SA” encryption.

 I’m also going to post a “BOOYAH!” picture for all of you family and friends who said I was pooching out my belly on purpose the other day. I’ve popped and now I’m a chubby.  I still haven’t gained any weight yet so hooray for not being a fatty. (If you were with me for the last two  pregnancies, you know I gained triple the weight I should have. I was a FATTY.)

This week, they’re not calling my baby a fruit. NOPE!  This weekend… it’s a… shellfish? Yeah. Our baby is the size of a medium shrimp? Why not just say the size of a tennis ball? Why food? Is it because I’m pregnant? You bigots.  We’re still nameless on the child. Derek’s been booted from the naming committee. (So have Michy and Tio because you only pick names from the Hun period.) So I’m picking the name for the baby by myself. I’ll give 1000 credits to anyone who submits an idea that I put on my top three list.  If you submit names like Pilot Inspector, you are disqualified. (Avenuetotherealsbiggestfan this means you.)

Fingerprints have formed on your
baby’s tiny fingertips, her veins and organs are clearly
visible through her still-thin skin, and her body is starting
to catch up with her head — which makes up just a third of her
body size now. If you’re having a girl, she now has more than
2 million eggs in her ovaries. Your baby is almost 3 inches
long (the size of a medium
shrimp) and weighs nearly an ounce. As you start your
second trimester, most of your baby’s critical development
will be completed and your odds
of miscarriage drop considerably.