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I’m Going To Say It - I Think I’m Right…
Watching clips from the Presidential debates sparked this blog:
OBVIOUSLY people don’t understand that there needs to be NON-religious freedom. There needs to be NON-religious tolerance as well as any other tolerance or freedom.
It’s ridiculous how much these candidates DON’T see that what they’re actually asking for, is their OWN Religion to set the rules. It’s so dumb - they come off so unintelligent. They cannot step out of their own bible for a moment and see such a greatly diverse country…….OR WORLD!
Its…..gross.
I ‘m going to go ahead and say that I think any President of a country like this, should have NO religion what-so-ever. That’s the only fair way right?
AND NO!! - “NO RELIGION” does NOT equal its own Religion! Dont even start. Thoughts are not religions.
I wonder….
Why have one religion (via Presidential leader) governing an entire country full of a multitude of religions? How does that really make sense? I wonder how scary is it for a devout Christian to see a Muslim as our President. Or how worrisome it is for a Jewish citizen to see a Catholic running for the job?
I say, no religion is fair. =)
I’m not sure how you could even argue against this, really…
Since yesterday, February 14th, I’ve had this urge to “tell the world” about how much I feel for the man in my life. However, a part of me felt like perhaps it was rude to brag (especially on such a sensitive day for some people) about how amazing this man is, so I decided not to post to the world every second he did something wonderful for me. Instead, I’m attempting to write a modest blog where maybe someone would stumble upon it and read it….maybe. This way I feel like I got to tell my story without being obnoxious to those who find themselves currently lonely, or without someone as special as this man. This is just me telling a story about how much I care for someone, and why.
However, even the day after a sensitive day like Valentines Day, I feel like if the world found out how amazing this man really is, I would only end up creating a hostile, jealous world, where people are on the attack trying to steal him away from me to take all for their own. This in-turn would probably result in a major World War, and my face would be in the history books as the woman who ruined EVERYTHING and started the largest war in the history of humans…
I’ve been told lately that I might be dramatic…..
Regardless, this man is truly amazing. I have never in my life felt as taken care of, loved, appreciated, and admired by a man before - and I have honestly had enough relationships to be sure that what I am feeling is special.
At times I become frustrated because I feel like I cannot express how deeply I care about this man. I try with words, but I seem to be so bad at expressing myself that way. Even written word, which is usually easier for me, is hard to express feelings of this magnitude. Sometimes I wish he could just transport himself into my mind and feel what it is I am feeling, just so he knows (but he’ll need to get out of there fast, weird stuff happens in there….).
I know I would have never been able to pull off such a romantic, sweet, gentle, wonderful Valentines Day like he did for me. Everything was perfect - he was prepared, classy, surprising, relaxed, loving, and couldn’t help but remind me that it was “my” day.
I never viewed Valentines Day as “my” day - EVER! But, that’s how he saw it - and it showed. I started my day with a heart shaped glazed donut (the best donut ever) that was hand delivered to me for breakfast, and I continued my day at work with text messages from him every hour, nearly exactly on the hour, which he wrote just to remind me of how he feels about me.
I was off work earlier than him so I made my way to his place to get ready for our date, where I would later meet him. When I walked into his very tidy apartment there were candles, chocolates, and a card waiting for me. The card was so thoughtful and meaningful - it helps that he is a great writer with so much emotion and skill in storytelling. I felt like I was reading a scene from a romantic movie script.
I quickly jumped in the shower so that I could be ready for our date as soon as he needed me to. When getting out of the shower, the bathroom was full of steam. On the mirror I could see a message written with a finger through the steam from the last time someone was there - it was a heart with our initials in it. My face could not have produced a bigger smile at that moment - a true surprise!! He had planned and hoped that when I stepped out of the shower I would see that a message had magically appeared on the mirror - it worked like a charm, probably exactly as he hoped it would have.
A few moments later he arrives to the apartment and calls my name - when I step out of the room (rambling on about something), I see him and I stop in my tracks. I’ve never in my life seen a more beautiful bouquet of mixed flowers. It was huge! It nearly covered his entire torso as he walked towards me. I cannot even explain the beauty of the scent - it filled the room instantly.
The whole day I had been feeling special, but something about being handed a beautiful bouquet of flowers made me feel…..beautiful. This man made me feel like I deserved those flowers for being beautiful. These flowers were not a cliche gift. They were not a gift from someone who didn’t know what to do on Valentines Day - I felt that he truly wanted me to feel appreciated and loved - and I did. He might not have anticipated my immediate reaction to them, and it might have even left him slightly surprised himself.
Once we put the flowers in water and I was done hugging him, he opened up a bottle of champagne and the chocolate covered strawberries - he wanted to treat me before our dinner together. We did a cheers to each other, to the day, and to the night ahead.
I had bought a new dress for the occasion, so once I had a few bites of chocolate covered strawberries, I continued to get ready - I was excited for him to see me in my complete outfit (hair, makeup, dress and shoes).
My dress was almost as long as to my knees, it was a beautiful shiny aqua green, strapless, with jewels around the waist and lace near the top - It seemed to fit perfectly, and tight. When I walked out to show him, he responded just like any girl would want him to. He dropped his jaw, walked towards me smiling and looking me up and down. He took my hands and told me how amazing I looked. He even had me do a twirl for him! He knows exactly how to make a girl feel like she is the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. He even humored me when I suggested I looked like a mermaid princess.
After a tiny bit more champagne, we made our way to JAR, a lovely restaurant between Beverly Hills and West Hollywood. We had an amazing three course meal with a tasty red wine. We talked, giggled, and smiled the night away. We held hands under the table when the romantic mood hit us, and would sit and stare into each others eyes without words - onlookers must have known how happy we were to be in each others company.
The dinner ended and we drove back to his apartment for more chocolate covered strawberries….
My entire Valentines Day (and night) was perfect. I woke up next to the man I cant wait to spend more, and more time with - to smile more with and to love more with.
Thank you, my wonderful boyfriend.
What Process Do You Go Through Before Believing Something?
A simple example first:
Lets say that someone runs in to your office/room/floor/building saying that the sky outside was GREEN, and the grass was BLUE. You have no windows, and you are unable to leave your building. Lets also say that everyone else around you was running out of the building to look, and came back saying, "yes! the sky is now green, and the grass is blue!"
That is all the information you have
How will you go about deciding whether or not you believe the sky is indeed green, and the grass blue?
HAPPY GROUNDHOG DAY!
“You want a prediction about the weather, you’re asking the wrong Phil. I’ll give you a winter prediction: It’s gonna be cold, it’s gonna be grey, and it’s gonna last you for the rest of your life.”
“Well maybe the *real* God uses tricks, you know? Maybe he’s not omnipotent. He’s just been around so long he knows everything.”
