Tuesday, January 29, 2013
Signing while on the road - Living dangerously!
Sorry for the delay...was busy...Had to travel to my girlfriend's house in Jackson. I missed her alot due to my illness and back injury. So I'm vlogging from my girlfriend's house :)
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Sunday, January 27, 2013
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Dear insomnia...
Insomnia,
How can I say this to you in a gentle way....
I hate you.
Yup. That's about as gentle as I can get at this moment. You see, I am recovering from a back injury that occurred about two weeks ago. Result of wild sex? I wish. I was in the shower simply reaching down to wash my hairy legs that I keep forgetting to shave. (Make mental note, purchase RAZORS)
Take a night pill? Sure I could do that. Only problem is, due to my back injury I'm taking various medications that could be fatal in combination with a night pill. I also can not take anymore of my prescribed medication as I'm already at my max.
Just wonderful. So I'm spending some time doing some blogging and thinking of ideas for my youtube videos.
Drop me a line if you hate insomnia :)
Deb
See What I Hear
How can I say this to you in a gentle way....
I hate you.
Yup. That's about as gentle as I can get at this moment. You see, I am recovering from a back injury that occurred about two weeks ago. Result of wild sex? I wish. I was in the shower simply reaching down to wash my hairy legs that I keep forgetting to shave. (Make mental note, purchase RAZORS)
Take a night pill? Sure I could do that. Only problem is, due to my back injury I'm taking various medications that could be fatal in combination with a night pill. I also can not take anymore of my prescribed medication as I'm already at my max.
Just wonderful. So I'm spending some time doing some blogging and thinking of ideas for my youtube videos.
Drop me a line if you hate insomnia :)
Deb
See What I Hear
I am in love with my HD Camcorder...
I purchased this HD camcorder and my god it is one of the best purchase I have made in two years. It records EXCELLENT..even at High Definition. Of course you have the option to record at lower rate to save you either battery charge or even the memory card space. I use 16GB and I can still record up to one hour of HD. To me...with mild usage of camcorder is very ideal. Another neat thing about the camcorder, it has auto shut off and you can set the settings for the auto shut off. I always forget to turn things off and that feature saves me headache and palm to head slap. I highly recommend this for anyone who desires HD recording but at a lower price. You won't regret it.
I currently use it for random recording and making video clips for my youtube channel. It is definitely better than the webcam that came pre installed on my current laptop.
Friday, January 25, 2013
How I came out of the closet....
I have included the link that will show you a video of how I told my parents that I was a lesbian.
Enjoy :)
Should Sexual Orientation Exist?
Should Sexual Orientation Exist?
Lesbians, faggots, bisexuals, gays, fence jumpers, straight, straight & narrow, open minded, close minded, and bi-curious are among the many terms describing the general population’s sexual orientations. Is there an ultimate goal in the same sexes or opposite sexes lifestyle? Is it purely sex or are we missing the big picture?
Many of the women interviewed have been married at least once to a male, mostly due to society pressure. What is society pressure? Pressure to be with a male, because one wanted to be a “good daughter”, expected to marry and have offsprings. Many girls grow up with parents that encourage them to learn the basics such as cleaning, cooking, laundry, and being lady-like. These girls have barbies, doll house which almost always contains a nursery. It is often thought that a girl will grow up to be a woman that will seek for Mr. Right, get married, buy a house, and have children. The so called perfect fairy tale that consists of a big white house with children playing ring around the rosie, woman cooking in the kitchen and a man sitting on a lazy-o-boy chair watching a sport game.
A woman in her 30’s expresses her gratefulness for having her children, although not wanting a relationship with a man. She admits to using men just to procreate. She was more drawn to women and wanted the “lesbian” life. Once she had gotten pregnant with her 4th child, she was forced to marry the father. Her mother and the father’s parents demanded a marriage so that the child would not be born out of wedlock. Bride was 3 month pregnant, uncomfortable in her dress waiting for the pastor to show up at her future in law’s farm house while the groom was nowhere to be found, suspected of smoking some marijuana and drowning a case of beer. This marriage only lasted for 8 years as it was not a relationship desired by either spouse. The mother of 5 children continued to be with males for few more years, thinking that no woman would want her. After the last relationship with a male that ended with domestic violence, she decided to remain single and gave up the idea of being in love with the right person. She came across a mutual friend that suggested a woman that would be perfect. After nearly 2 years, they are still together. “She is everything I wanted in a person and loves every single one of my children as they were her own.” She beams with happiness.
Another woman with two grown sons is considering going out on a date with her old middle school sweetheart which is a male. She had a rough childhood but played with girly toys, did fairly well in school and joined the army as soon as she graduated. Wanting to be a good daughter for her parents, especially her father, she married a man that she dated for a long period of time. She had two sons out of the marriage and the marriage was dissolved. “I was miserable the whole time other than having my boys” she recalled. She had a strong urge to be with a female, strong enough for the divorce to happen. She spent the next 20 years with women, few were good and few were abusive. “Women can be just as abusive as men, who would have thought it? Women being jerks!” she exclaimed. She just wants to grow old with the perfect person. She has the same requirement/list of must have qualities, regardless of the person’s sex “It’s just sex organs that are different”.
Driving semi trucks for a living, the female truck driver is engaged to a male who happens to be her co-driver. She had the perfect childhood, the perfect life with a man she married soon after she became an adult. “He and I were best friends and we did everything together.” she said. She also made fun of the homosexuals and hated them until her husband brought home a female for their “try everything once” experience. They had a three some, and she became curious about the sexual aspect of woman on woman intercourse. She invited a female friend over for their private sessions, “it was just sex” she insisted. The marriage ended in a divorce, as she decided to move on with another male eventually marrying him. “I didn’t know what I was doing, I was in my mid 20’s and I wanted everything right now and then. I was pretty immature bitch” she sighed. It was not until she met a female butch lesbian, that she fell in love with and changed her life. She and her lesbian lover had a typical relationship, living together, paying the bills, working toward to common goals, have the typical argument and looking forward to the future together. They spent 8 years before splitting up over her lesbian lover’s usage of illegal drugs. She later came across another butch lesbian that she fell madly in love with, however; their relationship was on and off for several years before the butch lesbian decided to finally move on without her. “She ripped my heart out and stomped on it and spat on it. I will never love another woman like that ever again!” she screamed. Few months later, she met her current fiancĂ©e. She admits she miss the company of a woman, the softness of the skin, and the compassionate they shared. “Men can just be wholesome stupid, and so emotionally detached. But they do make me feel good time to time so I’m okay with that.” she confided.
The women aren’t going back to men because of failure of the same sex relationship. They’re simply looking for the right person, regardless of the sex of the person. Relationship is based on attraction and chemistry shared between two people; the understanding of what each other wants, and the similar goals they desire out of life itself. The emotions, thoughts, actions and situations are all the same in relationships; it just depends if the persons are right for each other. Some may be lucky to find the right person sooner than later and have a long journey into golden years. Some may have to wait a little bit longer.
Lesbians, faggots, bisexuals, gays, fence jumpers, straight, straight & narrow, open minded, close minded, and bi-curious are among the many terms describing the general population’s sexual orientations. Is there an ultimate goal in the same sexes or opposite sexes lifestyle? Is it purely sex or are we missing the big picture?
Many of the women interviewed have been married at least once to a male, mostly due to society pressure. What is society pressure? Pressure to be with a male, because one wanted to be a “good daughter”, expected to marry and have offsprings. Many girls grow up with parents that encourage them to learn the basics such as cleaning, cooking, laundry, and being lady-like. These girls have barbies, doll house which almost always contains a nursery. It is often thought that a girl will grow up to be a woman that will seek for Mr. Right, get married, buy a house, and have children. The so called perfect fairy tale that consists of a big white house with children playing ring around the rosie, woman cooking in the kitchen and a man sitting on a lazy-o-boy chair watching a sport game.
A woman in her 30’s expresses her gratefulness for having her children, although not wanting a relationship with a man. She admits to using men just to procreate. She was more drawn to women and wanted the “lesbian” life. Once she had gotten pregnant with her 4th child, she was forced to marry the father. Her mother and the father’s parents demanded a marriage so that the child would not be born out of wedlock. Bride was 3 month pregnant, uncomfortable in her dress waiting for the pastor to show up at her future in law’s farm house while the groom was nowhere to be found, suspected of smoking some marijuana and drowning a case of beer. This marriage only lasted for 8 years as it was not a relationship desired by either spouse. The mother of 5 children continued to be with males for few more years, thinking that no woman would want her. After the last relationship with a male that ended with domestic violence, she decided to remain single and gave up the idea of being in love with the right person. She came across a mutual friend that suggested a woman that would be perfect. After nearly 2 years, they are still together. “She is everything I wanted in a person and loves every single one of my children as they were her own.” She beams with happiness.
Another woman with two grown sons is considering going out on a date with her old middle school sweetheart which is a male. She had a rough childhood but played with girly toys, did fairly well in school and joined the army as soon as she graduated. Wanting to be a good daughter for her parents, especially her father, she married a man that she dated for a long period of time. She had two sons out of the marriage and the marriage was dissolved. “I was miserable the whole time other than having my boys” she recalled. She had a strong urge to be with a female, strong enough for the divorce to happen. She spent the next 20 years with women, few were good and few were abusive. “Women can be just as abusive as men, who would have thought it? Women being jerks!” she exclaimed. She just wants to grow old with the perfect person. She has the same requirement/list of must have qualities, regardless of the person’s sex “It’s just sex organs that are different”.
Driving semi trucks for a living, the female truck driver is engaged to a male who happens to be her co-driver. She had the perfect childhood, the perfect life with a man she married soon after she became an adult. “He and I were best friends and we did everything together.” she said. She also made fun of the homosexuals and hated them until her husband brought home a female for their “try everything once” experience. They had a three some, and she became curious about the sexual aspect of woman on woman intercourse. She invited a female friend over for their private sessions, “it was just sex” she insisted. The marriage ended in a divorce, as she decided to move on with another male eventually marrying him. “I didn’t know what I was doing, I was in my mid 20’s and I wanted everything right now and then. I was pretty immature bitch” she sighed. It was not until she met a female butch lesbian, that she fell in love with and changed her life. She and her lesbian lover had a typical relationship, living together, paying the bills, working toward to common goals, have the typical argument and looking forward to the future together. They spent 8 years before splitting up over her lesbian lover’s usage of illegal drugs. She later came across another butch lesbian that she fell madly in love with, however; their relationship was on and off for several years before the butch lesbian decided to finally move on without her. “She ripped my heart out and stomped on it and spat on it. I will never love another woman like that ever again!” she screamed. Few months later, she met her current fiancĂ©e. She admits she miss the company of a woman, the softness of the skin, and the compassionate they shared. “Men can just be wholesome stupid, and so emotionally detached. But they do make me feel good time to time so I’m okay with that.” she confided.
The women aren’t going back to men because of failure of the same sex relationship. They’re simply looking for the right person, regardless of the sex of the person. Relationship is based on attraction and chemistry shared between two people; the understanding of what each other wants, and the similar goals they desire out of life itself. The emotions, thoughts, actions and situations are all the same in relationships; it just depends if the persons are right for each other. Some may be lucky to find the right person sooner than later and have a long journey into golden years. Some may have to wait a little bit longer.
Marriage Equality - Tattoo Marriage
Tattooed Marriage
At the location of a recently built casino in Michigan, Rheanna and I were walking along the new slot machines; holding hands; smiling. I was excited, the happiest person in the world, as we were newly married. At the same time disappointed in my nation as being lesbians, we are an oversight to the government. Looking at my left wrist, feeling some tenderness, I admire new art work that was “inked” on my wrist and I look at Rheanna’s right wrist comparing her new tattoo to mine. In order to relish in my happiness, I looked into her eyes; proclaimed my love for her as I kissed her cheek. She smiled and snuggled up next to me while holding my arm as we searched for the Wizard of Oz slot machines.
Two hours before our tour of the casino, Rheanna and I had a rare opportunity to go out as we have seven children all which are Rheanna’s. We left our house quickly, as the little ones were sure to follow; we hurried into our tiny Geo Tracker and hit the highway.
“So….what do you wanna do tonight honey?” I asked.
“Um. I don’t care.” Rheanna chuckled.
I sighed and had no suggestion to offer. Rheanna couldn’t think of anything either. As I passed the casino, I suggested we go there and have my sister Melissa and her beau join us for few drinks. Rheanna liked the idea and I texted Melissa, however, Melissa and her beau would not be able to meet with us until an hour later. I had a crazy thought, however, I took a chance and suggested that we each get a tattoo to kill some time. Rheanna laughed but loved the thought.
So we drove over to Gash’s Tattoo Shop just outside of Battle Creek. We entered the building cautiously as we had never been there nor heard of the place. We casually walked up to view the artwork display while we waited for the tattooist to speak with us.
“How can I help ya all?” the tattooist inquired.
“We’re thinking about getting some tattoos…so what’s the wait period?” Rheanna asked as there were 4 young women there.
“Ah…about 45 min. Take a look through the artwork and pick out something or I can design for ya all.” the tattooist replied.
Rheanna and I took our time and looked though the artwork, few stood out to both of us. I looked at Rheanna and promptly proposed that we get a matching tattoo.
“haha ha what? Are you serious? That’s pretty serious stuff….like getting married” shocked Rheanna replied. This action would be equal to going to a court house and applying and getting a marriage license.
I mentioned that we had been together for over a year and already living together. I held her hand and said that I didn’t care if marriage would not be a real deal, however, in our heart, it will be. It has to be. Michigan does not recognize same sex marriages. If we were to travel to any state that supported same sex marriage, it still would not be recognized by the state of Michigan. We are lifelong residents of Michigan and Michigan sadly is our home and where our families are at. Rheanna agreed knowing that I would do anything within my power to take care of her and our children. We took our time and carefully chose an artwork as our marriage will be bound in ink and flesh. We chose the artwork which was a black rose within a black circular and vines, leaves extending outward wrapping our wrists. This “marriage license” was put on each other’s writing hand, as to proclaim our love for each other.
When our “vows” (tattoo) was completed, the tattooist wanted to take pictures of the work to commemorate our bond. We drove over to the casino and met up with my sister Melissa and her beau Scott. After a quick hug and hello, I announced to Melissa and Scott that Rheanna and I are now married. Fighting back tears, Melissa smiled and gave us big bear hugs and said she was very happy for us. I knew Melissa would have wanted to be my best man. Perhaps she was fighting back tears as we can’t have a real wedding. We hung out for a bit in the bar inside the casino for an hour before walking around looking for the slots to play on.
There I am, walking around at a casino with my new wife, as happy as we could be, yet still disappointed to an extent. I sent mass of text messages to everyone I know announcing our marriage. They all replied back with happiness, wanting pictures of our new tattoos. I still am disturbed by the simple fact that I can not be legally married, as the heterosexuals can be. What if something were to happen to me? What if my wife needed something but I could not get it or give it to her because of legal issue? If I was in a coma and the time has come to unplug the machines keeping me alive, it would be my next of kin which would be my mother, not my wife Rheanna. My mother would have absolute control over who can visit me in the hospital, my medical treatments, my burial, my funeral. Not my wife who has stood by me and took care of me and has vowed to be with me in health and in sickness.
I would have liked to have our family and friends in our backyard formally dressed, as they sit in rows of folding chairs facing in a certain direction. I would have liked to experience as far as the inconvenience of driving to the courthouse and filling out the marriage application. I wanted to experience seeing Rheanna come down in her beautiful wedding gown escorted by her grandfather Duane. The applause that we would receive from our family and friends as we are announced as Mrs. & Mrs. Deb and Rheanna Varino. Experiences such as this are protected by the first amendment of Bill of Rights. Freedom of speech and religion are not protected in our case. We are being silenced; forbidden to share our union with anyone. Ninth amendment of Bill of Rights provides protections of rights not specifically listed in Bill of Rights. We are American citizens and we are not only denied one but two of the Bill of Rights.
I decided to look up the term marriage to determine if the term is already pre-determined that marriage is for male and female couple only.
Merriam-Webster’s Dictionary: (1) the state of being united to a person of the opposite sex as husband or wife in a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law : (2) the state of being united to a person of the same sex in a relationship like that of a traditional marriage (same sex marriages). Interestingly, I came across another act that was passed on July 2nd of 1964 that explicitly states every homo sapiens (regardless of nationality, race or sex) in America are equal. Rheanna and I do not feel that we are being treated equal in our country. I have several family members that served for this country, latest was my brother had served 2 straight years in Iraq. They are also saddened by the fact that I can not marry someone of my own sex, saddened by the fact my rights are being denied due to DOMA (Defense of Marriage Act). Defense of Marriage Act forbids same sex marriage in the entire United States. In 1996, the state of Michigan lawmakers changed the definition of a marriage to “a unique relationship between a man and a woman” and also includes that a sex can not marry its own sex. Even if we got married in California, Iowa, Connecticut, Vermont, Massachusetts, or New Hampshire, our marriage would not be recognized by the state of Michigan. Michigan’s constitution bans same-sex marriage and some or all other kinds of same-sex unions.
After furthering my research, I have come to the conclusion that Rheanna and I will have to travel to Canada and get married in their country. I do not wish to have Michigan recognize an international marriage but until Michigan or the United States government allows same sex marriages, this will have to do. The dream wedding I mentioned will not come true as none of our family and friends will be able to travel to Canada and witness our wedding. We have to pay 225% more for a marriage license in Canada as well as a passport in order to enter into Canada. Weddings are expensive, but even more so when you are forced to leave your country to “tie the knot”.
I can only hope that by the time Rheanna and I are put into nursing/retirement home, we will be allowed to reside together and spent our last days together. You, the readers, would have wanted the same for yourself. We are not asking for special treatments nor special rights. We are asking for our rights that were granted by the United State constitution. Imagine being denied for a loan to purchase your home, simply because your marriage is not “legal”. Imagine your employer sending you a letter of denial of health insurance to your spouse because your “marriage” is not legal. Your marriage is not real, is the federal and state government’s take on same sex marriage. It is so real; there are many of us walking among you and your family. We do not look any different nor bleed a different color. Why do we have to fight for our rights when it has been given to us when the Bill of Rights was written in 1791, over two hundred years ago? First and ninth amendments have not been changed since, why change it now?
UPDATE : Rheanna and I are no longer together. At least I didn't have to go through lengthy, messy, and stressful divorce process.
At the location of a recently built casino in Michigan, Rheanna and I were walking along the new slot machines; holding hands; smiling. I was excited, the happiest person in the world, as we were newly married. At the same time disappointed in my nation as being lesbians, we are an oversight to the government. Looking at my left wrist, feeling some tenderness, I admire new art work that was “inked” on my wrist and I look at Rheanna’s right wrist comparing her new tattoo to mine. In order to relish in my happiness, I looked into her eyes; proclaimed my love for her as I kissed her cheek. She smiled and snuggled up next to me while holding my arm as we searched for the Wizard of Oz slot machines.
Two hours before our tour of the casino, Rheanna and I had a rare opportunity to go out as we have seven children all which are Rheanna’s. We left our house quickly, as the little ones were sure to follow; we hurried into our tiny Geo Tracker and hit the highway.
“So….what do you wanna do tonight honey?” I asked.
“Um. I don’t care.” Rheanna chuckled.
I sighed and had no suggestion to offer. Rheanna couldn’t think of anything either. As I passed the casino, I suggested we go there and have my sister Melissa and her beau join us for few drinks. Rheanna liked the idea and I texted Melissa, however, Melissa and her beau would not be able to meet with us until an hour later. I had a crazy thought, however, I took a chance and suggested that we each get a tattoo to kill some time. Rheanna laughed but loved the thought.
So we drove over to Gash’s Tattoo Shop just outside of Battle Creek. We entered the building cautiously as we had never been there nor heard of the place. We casually walked up to view the artwork display while we waited for the tattooist to speak with us.
“How can I help ya all?” the tattooist inquired.
“We’re thinking about getting some tattoos…so what’s the wait period?” Rheanna asked as there were 4 young women there.
“Ah…about 45 min. Take a look through the artwork and pick out something or I can design for ya all.” the tattooist replied.
Rheanna and I took our time and looked though the artwork, few stood out to both of us. I looked at Rheanna and promptly proposed that we get a matching tattoo.
“haha ha what? Are you serious? That’s pretty serious stuff….like getting married” shocked Rheanna replied. This action would be equal to going to a court house and applying and getting a marriage license.
I mentioned that we had been together for over a year and already living together. I held her hand and said that I didn’t care if marriage would not be a real deal, however, in our heart, it will be. It has to be. Michigan does not recognize same sex marriages. If we were to travel to any state that supported same sex marriage, it still would not be recognized by the state of Michigan. We are lifelong residents of Michigan and Michigan sadly is our home and where our families are at. Rheanna agreed knowing that I would do anything within my power to take care of her and our children. We took our time and carefully chose an artwork as our marriage will be bound in ink and flesh. We chose the artwork which was a black rose within a black circular and vines, leaves extending outward wrapping our wrists. This “marriage license” was put on each other’s writing hand, as to proclaim our love for each other.
When our “vows” (tattoo) was completed, the tattooist wanted to take pictures of the work to commemorate our bond. We drove over to the casino and met up with my sister Melissa and her beau Scott. After a quick hug and hello, I announced to Melissa and Scott that Rheanna and I are now married. Fighting back tears, Melissa smiled and gave us big bear hugs and said she was very happy for us. I knew Melissa would have wanted to be my best man. Perhaps she was fighting back tears as we can’t have a real wedding. We hung out for a bit in the bar inside the casino for an hour before walking around looking for the slots to play on.
There I am, walking around at a casino with my new wife, as happy as we could be, yet still disappointed to an extent. I sent mass of text messages to everyone I know announcing our marriage. They all replied back with happiness, wanting pictures of our new tattoos. I still am disturbed by the simple fact that I can not be legally married, as the heterosexuals can be. What if something were to happen to me? What if my wife needed something but I could not get it or give it to her because of legal issue? If I was in a coma and the time has come to unplug the machines keeping me alive, it would be my next of kin which would be my mother, not my wife Rheanna. My mother would have absolute control over who can visit me in the hospital, my medical treatments, my burial, my funeral. Not my wife who has stood by me and took care of me and has vowed to be with me in health and in sickness.
I would have liked to have our family and friends in our backyard formally dressed, as they sit in rows of folding chairs facing in a certain direction. I would have liked to experience as far as the inconvenience of driving to the courthouse and filling out the marriage application. I wanted to experience seeing Rheanna come down in her beautiful wedding gown escorted by her grandfather Duane. The applause that we would receive from our family and friends as we are announced as Mrs. & Mrs. Deb and Rheanna Varino. Experiences such as this are protected by the first amendment of Bill of Rights. Freedom of speech and religion are not protected in our case. We are being silenced; forbidden to share our union with anyone. Ninth amendment of Bill of Rights provides protections of rights not specifically listed in Bill of Rights. We are American citizens and we are not only denied one but two of the Bill of Rights.
I decided to look up the term marriage to determine if the term is already pre-determined that marriage is for male and female couple only.
Merriam-Webster’s Dictionary: (1) the state of being united to a person of the opposite sex as husband or wife in a consensual and contractual relationship recognized by law : (2) the state of being united to a person of the same sex in a relationship like that of a traditional marriage (same sex marriages). Interestingly, I came across another act that was passed on July 2nd of 1964 that explicitly states every homo sapiens (regardless of nationality, race or sex) in America are equal. Rheanna and I do not feel that we are being treated equal in our country. I have several family members that served for this country, latest was my brother had served 2 straight years in Iraq. They are also saddened by the fact that I can not marry someone of my own sex, saddened by the fact my rights are being denied due to DOMA (Defense of Marriage Act). Defense of Marriage Act forbids same sex marriage in the entire United States. In 1996, the state of Michigan lawmakers changed the definition of a marriage to “a unique relationship between a man and a woman” and also includes that a sex can not marry its own sex. Even if we got married in California, Iowa, Connecticut, Vermont, Massachusetts, or New Hampshire, our marriage would not be recognized by the state of Michigan. Michigan’s constitution bans same-sex marriage and some or all other kinds of same-sex unions.
After furthering my research, I have come to the conclusion that Rheanna and I will have to travel to Canada and get married in their country. I do not wish to have Michigan recognize an international marriage but until Michigan or the United States government allows same sex marriages, this will have to do. The dream wedding I mentioned will not come true as none of our family and friends will be able to travel to Canada and witness our wedding. We have to pay 225% more for a marriage license in Canada as well as a passport in order to enter into Canada. Weddings are expensive, but even more so when you are forced to leave your country to “tie the knot”.
I can only hope that by the time Rheanna and I are put into nursing/retirement home, we will be allowed to reside together and spent our last days together. You, the readers, would have wanted the same for yourself. We are not asking for special treatments nor special rights. We are asking for our rights that were granted by the United State constitution. Imagine being denied for a loan to purchase your home, simply because your marriage is not “legal”. Imagine your employer sending you a letter of denial of health insurance to your spouse because your “marriage” is not legal. Your marriage is not real, is the federal and state government’s take on same sex marriage. It is so real; there are many of us walking among you and your family. We do not look any different nor bleed a different color. Why do we have to fight for our rights when it has been given to us when the Bill of Rights was written in 1791, over two hundred years ago? First and ninth amendments have not been changed since, why change it now?
UPDATE : Rheanna and I are no longer together. At least I didn't have to go through lengthy, messy, and stressful divorce process.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
Introduction....
Pretty straight forward. You need to see what I hear. I am hearing impaired and you need to see how I listen and be aware of what's going on around me.
I will add more as I get more time to sit and write up some more.
Thanks !!
Deb
See What I Hear
I will add more as I get more time to sit and write up some more.
Thanks !!
Deb
See What I Hear
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