Showing posts from September, 2008

The Rain...

It’s one of my favorite kind of days: rainy, dark and dismal. It sounds negative, but the comfort behind this storm gives me relief, tranquility and calmness. I woke up to the sounds of pitter-pattering outside my window while lying in bed under my covers, creating a collaboration of Godsend music to my ears. There are some people who hate the rain. I, on the other hand love it. It reminds me of times when I was a child. My mom was a homemaker who took care of me and always kept me company, since I was 7 years younger from the next sibling up. We would play games and my mother would spend endless hours playing mindless make believe games with me. Sometimes, she would take me out in the rain to this Polynesian restaurant and order the pu pu platter. It’s a platter full of meat and fish appetizers with a fire in the middle of it. How I loved watching the different array of colors flicker from the flame. The rain also reminds of many good times spent with my partner. We would run through

Love Is Love

There are many who are having their own psychological warpath to insanity through their extreme religious views and the maximum about of judgment passed onto other people. I recently just read something really saddening. A blogger stated that he was “pleased” with this article , demonstrating that The Kentucky Court of Appeals strongly rebuked an activist lower family court for allowing a lesbian woman to illegally adopt her female companion's child, in clear violation of both Kentucky law and the Kentucky state constitution. This blogger said it was “good news”. The article also mentions this: “… The higher court reaffirmed that in Kentucky, stepparent adoptions are only legal when the stepparent is married to a biological parent. The court also reaffirmed that marriage can only exist between one man and one woman. These state laws ban adoption by homosexuals because the best interest of children is served by placing them in homes with a mom and a dad or where there is a likelih

Are You a Control Freak?

A topic of conversation had been brought up about the concept of parental love vs. love from God; almost a comparison really. In the past I’ve stated the same, almost justifying my parents acceptance to God’s acceptance about my lifestyle, but it’s not the same. Even in the scripture in the bible I’ve quoted many times: “How terrible it would be if a newborn baby said to its father and mother, 'Why was I born? Why did you make me this way?'” –Isaiah 45:10 This was meant to display our questioning of the love we have from “our father”---{GOD}----not of our parents here on earth. God tells us in the bible to come to Him as children. What that means is, come to Him without the “earthly intelligence” and humble yourselves as innocent children craving His love, wisdom, acceptance and forgiveness. Our intelligence here on earth is so limited compared to the bigger picture that God sees, that it would absolutely blow our minds to bits. What is reality; the knowledge of what God is an

Are You a Sex Addict?

There are many addictions to choose from, or if you’re lucky, not to choose from. Some are genetic, some are chosen, and others seem to be presented to you in the least expected moments. They can range anywhere from the internet junkie right into hardcore heroin addicts. Studies show that smoking cigarettes are just as addicting as heroin is. A few years back I heard of sexual addictions . I mean, if you’re married—then what defines sexual addiction? In the good ol’ Wiki-wiki , it says: “Those who use this term have described sex addicts as people who, possibly out of fear of any truly intimate relationship, repeatedly and compulsively try to connect with others through highly impersonal intimate behaviors: masturbation , empty affairs , frequent visits to prostitutes , voyeurism , and the like. Sex addicts—numbering in the millions, both men and women, young and old, of all races and religions—become mesmerized with the thrill and rush of adrenaline that they can achieve only thro

Closet Lesbian Goes for "Rooster"

I've been watching Looney Tunes all morning like I did when I was a kid. I'm totally regressing back to my childhood here. Enjoy!

Great Lengths to Befriend a Neighbor

What a faker! Usually on Friday mornings, I’ll go outside on my deck with a strong cup of coffee before I start working. I always need a little ‘deep thought time’ while garbage trucks rumble throughout the neighborhood and delivery vans are continuously backing up, “beep beep beep beep” never moving forward, so it seems. Sometimes if I am asked to do a certain article about a particular subject that takes a little more meditating time or requires much more brain cells than I can possibly muster up; I can only hope that God comes down from heaven and zaps me with an epiphany or two. So I sit outside on my deck overlooking the next building, watching the people scatter to their cars to head off to work and leisurely people walking their dogs without a care in the world, hoping that my juices start flowing. Back to the faker… There’s this guy that lives across the way who sits outside and works on his laptop. It’s a gorgeous morning and the sun is shining bright. Who the hell could see

Sarah Palin Ain't Got Nuttin' On Me!

Another sunrise, another groggy stumble out of the bedroom trip over and fall down trying to make it to the front door type of morning, in hopes that none of my neighbors see me fumbling for the packaged up newspaper on my welcome mat that the paperboy flung so violently at my apartment 4am, waking me up and disturbing my sleep only leaving me to wake up even more tired and grouchier at 6am. (What a run on sentence that was!) All I could hear was a “thud” and his little feet running down as though there was a massive fire. Instead of our usual coffee, I poured some espresso grinds into the regular coffee machine to give it an extra punch. It’s been a helluva’ week with my dress situation and I inevitably became Madelene’s worse nightmare: BRIDEZILLA. At one point, the words, “let’s just forget about it” came out of my mouth, as Madelene stood there in horror (or relief )---not quite sure. I had to get the perfect “under gear” for the dress, because, umm, well, these puppies needed a

New Clientele

We don’t frequent bars as much as we used to, but Saturday night had us out and about searching for a coupla’ stools and some tater’ juice to make us feel good and look better. The one bar that we trekked off to used to be my old stomping ground. It’s an Irish pub long time owned by, of course, an Irish man who has since passed away and given ownership to his son who now runs the business. This place is very small, but it’s the type of place----okay ----‘where everybody knows your name’. It is male dominated but by hillbilly-ish gentlemen who still value and treat women like damsels in distress – even if they’re not in distress. I even recall a time when I needed a coupla’ burly men to help lift a huge king size bed into an old apartment on the second level. I told my friend to gussy it up and show some cleavage---we’re heading into the Irish pub to recruit a few good men. …and we did. It worked like a charm. (Thank God for my friend’s cleavage.) So it’s Saturday night and Madelene a

Unleash the Librarian

During a recent conversation with a friend yesterday, the words, “boring sex” came out of her mouth when describing her last intimate encounter with somebody she had been dating for the last couple of months. No doubt, there’s gonna be a whole lotta’ gunny sacks out there, but what makes boring sex, “boring”? She said she wished it was over with by the time they even started. Not good. But think about it… What makes sex boring? Lack of enthusiasm? The need to count each grid on the ceiling? What? I can blurt out a whole buncha’ political and religious babble, but I certainly can talk freely about sexual matters too. I’m not an expert or a sex counselor, but I definitely know the signs of boring sex and why people are having it. It’s not by choice either. Let me be slightly discriminative right now and ask only the men and lesbians this question: Have you ever been with a woman who was so uncomfortable with her body and just her overall ‘self’ that it made her timid and shy? She can be

A Moment of Silence

Taking a moment of silence today. Praying for those who died in the 9/11 attacks and their families who are still here today. Psalm 91 Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty. This I declare of the Lord; He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; he is my God, and I am trusting him. For he will rescue you from every trap and protect you from the fatal plague. He will shield you with his wings. He will shelter you with his feathers. His faithful promises are your armor and protection. Do not be afraid of the terrors of the night, nor fear the dangers of the day, nor dread the plague that stalks in darkness, nor the disaster that strikes at midday. Though thousand fall at your side, though ten thousand are dying around you, these evils will not touch you. But you will see it with your eyes; you will see how the wicked are punished. If you make the Lord your refuge, if you make the Most High your shelter, no evil will conquer you; no pl

Ignorance Stutters

Obama quotes: ”You can put lipstick on a pig, it's still a pig.” I think both parties focus on the negatives of the opposing candidates. It’s politics. This only proved to me that Obama is nowhere near superior regarding intelligence. I think they’re just much different in terms of experience as well as views and opinions. In fact, he could have been the ‘bigger man’ and dodged the negativity coming from the other side. A lot of women were taken aback from this statement that Obama so “eloquently” put together while rubbing his eyebrows. I actually believe by his body language alone, that someone egged him on to say this against his best judgment. Watch the Youtube video of it. It’s interesting to watch him say this while his body language says the complete opposite. And yes, I'm giving him the benefit of the doubt. If he did say this statement on his own judgment, then his true colors are really coming up to the surface now. I love studying human behavior. I watch what each ca

Can I "Write In" God?

People have been buzzing around with the “threat” of writing somebody into office instead of voting for a particular candidate or even just staying home and doing absolutely nothing but bitching and moaning about who got in instead. In my own personal opinion, “writing someone in” is just as bad as a baby having a tantrum when they don’t get what they want. They’re rebellious and want their voices heard, when in fact, the whole “writing in” process isn’t even looked at. I don’t see the point, however I understand why people are unsettled about the candidates that are running. As you’ve probably guessed, I’m a bit of an outcast in the lesbian community due to my political stance and religious views. Even though I do accept my friends who believe in different religions and are left wingers or extreme liberals, I don’t expect them to change their ways, nor do I try to persuade their decisions. I do like the fact that we all have the option to speak our minds in whatever medium that

Political Masturbation

It’s tricky trying to communicate politics when there are so many people who have a variety of opinions, faiths, lack thereof and personal convictions that lead them to sway either to the left or right. Our personal needs have to be met in order to consciously pick a candidate that comes close to what our values are. No one is wrong or right in my opinion: it’s all about what “you” need from a president. Even so, if one or the other is chosen, will your needs still be met fully? I’ve voted for Clinton in the past and I still haven’t had “my needs” met, however I felt that he was a great president, regardless of his oral fixations. Discussing politics can be pure mental masturbation if you don’t see eye-to-eye with another person on the same views. People always try outwitting the other by claiming that this value and credential is more important than the other. Isn’t it all “personal”---which is the main reason why we have a voting system? So, if I vote Republican, most likely my righ

Politically Incorrect?

Long ago in the world of G Dubbya’ beginnings, Madelene and myself signed up to be registered Republicans. For some, it’s just as bad as calling ourselves, “Christian lesbians”. In fact, there are many other gay and lesbian couples out there like us . People think it’s a total contradiction, however we feel that our views and our beliefs are more geared towards putting God first and voting for a president who will help us in the full scope of things, even if we lose “our rights” here on earth, because life on earth is so temporary. We’ve always felt that are bigger issues beyond gay rights. Would we love to have that changed? Of course, but our main concern is on a much bigger scale other than focusing in on gay marriages alone. This year, for the first time, New York is recognizing gay marriages. We’re getting married in MA that has now legalized it, which is great, but even if it wasn’t legal, there are other things that save our rights like power of attorney and beneficiary papers.