Just a little update since I haven’t blogged in awhile. Florida was awesome, first of all. Daniel and Amy had a beautiful, romantic wedding and it was an honor to be a part of it. It was more of an event than just a wedding. The food was good, the families getting to know each other was good, the toasts were good and the love was apparent. Waking up at 3:30 am to shave my legs wasn’t my favorite part of the weekend, but the sunrise ceremony was, well, holy in a way. It really felt sacred. At least, until the beachcomber stopped right behind the minister to watch the wedding. I am pretty sure that a lot of the pics have a scruffy dude in his board shorts holding a metal detector in them. Ha!
Other than the wedding, things are normal. Aubrey now has 3 teeth and is very close to walking. She also has her mother’s touch of OCD, today while Ryan was in the shower she took all my shampoo and cosmetic bottles out from under my sink and lined them up, labels out in a perfectly straight line. That’s my girl!
I am feeling the frenzy as the election propaganda gets shoved down my throat every evening, and I am also feeling alone in my rejection of the savior of the world, Mr. Si Se Puede Himself, Barack Obama. But that’s another blog, one I probably won’t even write because there is no convincing his followers the evils that lie ahead for America if he becomes President. Not that I worship in the church of McCain either but one of them is going to be President, so I am throwing my full support behind the guy who says its wrong to deliver all of a baby but its head, stab it in the neck and deliver it dead (late term abortion). Sorry, don’t care much about the other promises Obama makes, if he’s down with allowing that to happen in this country, I am not down with him. Everyone has rights but fetuses in this country and it makes me sick. I didn’t care much about this issue til I had Aubrey but now its the only one that matters much. Okay fine, this will be my political blog. I was talking to a friend about this, a worshiper of His Holiness and he made the comment that you can’t tell people what to do. Which to a certain extent, I agree. This is America, the land of the free, etc etc. But when it comes to moral judgements and right and wrong, I’m sorry, but you can’t do whatever you want when what you want is MURDER. Don’t talk to me about it, talk to the Big Man Upstairs, you know, the author of the 10 Commandments? I’m pretty sure abortion pisses him straight off. It is a tragedy that this is not an issue in the church.
That leads me to an interesting question: how do Christians justify voting for someone who supports abortion? I’m not being judgemental, seriously, if you are a Christian and reading this, comment me and tell me how you justify that in your mind. I really do want to understand it because to me it seems very black and white. And please do not throw in all the “well the war is murdering people” because that is a separate issue. First off, remember Sadaam Hussein (fun little fellow, gassed about 10,000 of his own countrymen just because) and all the murder he committed? What’s he up to now? Oh yeah, that’s right, he’s out of the picture, thanks to our troops in Iraq. No one forces American men and women to join the military and put themselves in harm’s way for a cause greater than themselves. They are of age, they are adults and they make their own decisions. But a little fetus? Does he/she get to say “um, wait a minute, there are hundreds of families out there who would like to adopt me and I would prefer that you not vaccum out my brains just yet”. Its gross, crass, I know, but so is the abonimable practice of baby killing.
It’s not popular. You may not think its even right. I know lots of people in my church who just love Barack Obama and think he is a rockstar. I don’t even bring this up around them (kinda sad, really, I mean I love these people and I feel like I can’t even be real with them about this sometimes) because it makes me feel completely isolated and I know the thought “warmonger” probably runs through their minds every time I mention anything positive about Bush and Iraq. The point is, I know I am the cheese who stands alone. I’m okay with that because I feel very strongly about this.
I’m sure Barack Obama has good intentions. I’m pretty sure America isn’t going to split down the middle and the world will swallow us whole if he gets elected. I’m sure he’s not a Muslim or the Antichrist or all this other silliness going around my inbox, but I am also sure that his policies of “let’s sit down and have tea with Iran, I’m sure we can fix it all with some conversation” are going to end up with a report on CNN that has the words “nuclear bomb” in it.
Listen. America is a great place. I know, I have lived in other countries and I like this one the best. My father came here with $200, two suitcases and not knowing a word of English. He is now an American citizen, speaks English and is an accomplished businessman. This is the “American Dream” and I believe that it is only truly a dream come true when you go through the process. Having things handed to you are nice, but earning them is so much more rewarding. When we moved to Mexico, we had to go to Houston for 2 days, get fingerprinted, run through the system, have pictures taken, learn spanish and assimilate in order to live there legally. I don’t remember my parents or any other Americans living there throwing fits about the requirements (other than they were a pain and the system is corrupt) or trying to get free healthcare under the radar.
So I’m just saying, if you are going to think “Christianly” about the election (if you are a Christian I don’t see any other way to think about it), take all the issues into account, not just that Bush is fun to make fun of and McCain is old. (everyone thought Bob Dole was old when he ran years ago and he’s still around)
I’ll try to keep my rants to a minimum but hey, this is my outlet. I don’t get to talk about it much anywhere else since my best friends could care less and Aubrey just kind of stares at me. Stella gets it though. She’s quite the listener. 
