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Healthcare Reform

I’ve said in the past that I wouldn’t post anything political, unless the issue was so pertinent that I must. Well, that moment is now.

Unless you live under a rock or avoid anything relating to current U.S. politics (how do you manage to do that, by the way?), you’re aware that our officials voted to have Obamacare repealed. I was fairly confident it wouldn’t pass again, given the last two attempts failed so miserably, and our leader would jet off to Florida (except this week he threw us a curve ball and went to New Jersey) in a snit like a dour toddler. So, color me shocked when it passed.

Why am I writing about this, do you ask? My family. Of the six members of our household, I am the only one without a preexisting condition, according to a Time article listing what might be considered such  (although there are now stories emerging on that subject. This is particularly difficult for my two youngest sisters, because they are still on our dad’s insurance for a short period of time. Both are quite afraid of their future regarding insurance premiums and whether they’ll be able to even get insurance if California companies can/will deny coverage for such conditions (there are companies here that are just ruthless enough to).

To finish, please reach out and help Senate/Congress vote down this idiotic repeal–Obamacare might be expensive, but it granted rights to people with pre-existing conditions from being charged extra for those conditions. Enough bad crap has happened because of this current administration (and no doubt more in the future), so we need to send a message that we are willing to stand up for the sick and helpless who need insurance.

Family · Life as I Know It · Random

I’m back, sort of

This past month has been interesting. For a couple of weeks, I thought I might actually be moving into a house with my family. Alas, that was not meant to be, and I must live here another year. The upside to this is that I have my own bathroom, which I can decorate any way I wish, and I don’t have to worry about what stress one of my cats would go through having to be under the same roof as my dad (she hides when he comes over). I have vowed to make some money so that my sister and our two cats can rent a house for ourselves.

In the process of possibly moving (and then not), I got new furniture. I went from two dressers, a nightstand, and a TV stand to just one dresser and a nightstand (I didn’t get rid of the TV stand). The previous furniture was nearly nineteen years old, and reflected my mindset at the age of fifteen: anything remotely resembling items found aboard the Titanic. My new furniture is from IKEA–and yes, I realize that once you’re over thirty, IKEA is supposed to go out the window. Also, in the process of helping my dad lug 5-6 boxes weighing too much for my weak arms, I realized that I most likely have a heart condition (which I will be looking into in June, which was the first available date to see a physician on Medi-Cal), and that helping my dad put together furniture is/was a nightmare. My room is still in a state of disarray, so no photos until I put it together and buy a storage ottoman for the “junk” that cannot be thrown away (like college papers and other stuff).

I am working on getting another tattoo.  I am going to be a “basic bitch” as my youngest sister says, and getting a California state outline with a turtle in San Diego County, rather than a heart. The journey to a turtle was long. I am the second one in my family to get this tattoo, one of my sisters already got one for her birthday. This is a sister tattoo, with only our youngest sister left to get hers. No doubt the other one will lose her mind if she should ever see that mine closely resembles our sister’s. I am now just working up the courage to email the artist, plus asking my mom if I should proceed or wait a of couple weeks.

I bought jeans at Cotton On, and they went bye-bye. Apparently, you can’t return worn jeans (which is understandable), and when you’re instructed by the manager or associate to walk around for an hour to see if they work, you’re screwed. On me, at least, the front rode up high and was cut low in the back. I am not really comfortable with the whole “showing off my underwear” look I unwittingly did in the sixth grade at nearly thirty-four, so there’s that. Also, I don’t like having my jean cuffs cut into my ankles … or jeans that fit like a glove on my thighs.

Other than that, not much has gone on.  Sorry I haven’t written, it’s just my life is utterly boring and I literally cannot think of anything to write about, other than my disdain for the direction this country is headed.

Life as I Know It · Random

Random history thought

You know how I know I’m a history nerd? I just had a random thought of Hocus Pocus, and how I’d have loved to pick Thackery Binx’s mind on watching history change over the last three hundred years.

I mean, he was turned into a cat in 1693. He watched Salem go from a small village to a city over three centuries, and it would be interesting to get his thoughts on the whole process.

Like I said, random.

Life as I Know It · Random · The Arts

Oldies Still Make Sense Decades Later

As I spend more and more time wondering what in Hades is happening to the United States, I am finding music of the 1960s/1970s has odd parallels to that of current events today.

One song in particular is that of The Temptations’ “Ball of Confusion.” Obviously, there are references to recreational drug use (mainly the use of Marijuana, I would assume) and how kids are “walking around with their heads in the sky,” and other things that are associated with the decade in which the song originated, but there are plenty of things that apply to the current period.

I refuse to get overly political, unless I feel so strongly about something, that I can’t just keep quiet. So far, my right to speak freely has yet to be repealed, but I figure it is only a matter of time before that happens.

Link included brings you to the lyrics of the song, but there is a player bar at the bottom of the site’s page if you want to listen to the song.

 

Adolescence · Life as I Know It · Random

Near Car Accident Memories

I’m not sure if I have mentioned in the past that I lived in New Hampshire for eight years, from 2000-2008. Due to my living in the Northern part of the state, which got a lot of snow, I have had some near-death experiences.

  • The first one involved our first year living there, and we went out as a family to look at Christmas lights (a tradition that we discontinued after this experience). We ended up switching lanes, and I happened to look out of the window just as a woman who had been behind us hit some unseen object and her truck flipped. As it turned out, she hit a dead moose on the side of the road and because she wasn’t wearing a seat belt (because in 2000, NH only required children under 12 to wear seat belts), she was half hanging out of the window. She was fine.
  • The second involved my dad, mom, and myself taking a winter trip to North Conway to look for Christmas gifts in 2004 (I only know the year because it was the year before I started working at T.J. Maxx). About twenty minutes from North Conway, there is a little (though deep) pond in the mountain range very close to the road. We hit a patch of black ice, and were spinning towards that lake. They say your life flashes before your eyes–all I thought was “I can’t swim. It’s winter, and I am fucked.” We managed to drift away from the pond to this platform on the right side of the street, which we tapped. My dad believes there was some higher power watching out for us, and I felt it was my grandpa. Side note: My dad was apologizing to my mom and I while we were spinning out of control. Also, another thirty seconds later, and an eighteen-wheeler would have clobbered us.
  • The last one, involved my dad and I taking a trip to Manchester to see Josh Groban in February 2005/6. We got just outside out Concord, when I decided we should go home. The entire trip was a nightmare. It was blizzard-like conditions, and the roads were slippery. We kept sliding across the road, and every time the Jeep went out of control, I would hear Notorious B.I.G.’s “Big Poppa” playing in my head. Before this moment, I had not knowingly heard Biggie (and that was in 10 Things I Hate About You). To this day, I don’t know why “Big Poppa” was the song I heard when slipping on wet snow in my dad’s Jeep.

The whole entire purpose of this post is due to the fact I heard “Big Poppa” while listening to a 90s Spotify radio playlist.

Family · Life as I Know It · Photos

Happy Friday the 13th and Catch-Up

Happy Friday the 13th! I am finally sitting down at my laptop to write up about Christmas, and the last couple of weeks.

Christmas went surprisingly well, despite the fact that my youngest sister received a couple of gifts that had caused some drama in the months leading up to the day itself. I got a record player, a vinyl of Thriller (which my dad had when I was a kid, and was an album I enjoyed a lot–but was not the original record, which had been thrown away years ago), and a bunch of other things. The one gift I wanted, the very popular Nintendo Classic Mini–was not one of them (by the way, should Nintendo come across this post, I want to say that it was dirty pool that you had given Target and other retailers six  consoles to sell to the public, and then not selling them again for the rest of the season. Now that Christmas is over, people are still selling these at ridiculous prices, and yet there is no indication you intend to release any more).

One of my big gifts, was a diploma/tassel frame. Apparently, my sister had a reaction to this that I had missed because I was so excited to open it.

Other than that, not much has happened. New Year’s Eve was a nightmare, as it has been since moving into an apartment, but this recent one was worse. I didn’t get to fall asleep until after 1 AM, and didn’t sleep well for the next two days following. 2016 basically was the year I became fed-up with apartment living more than before.

Also, Northern California has had a lot of rain in the last two weeks. On Sunday, my sister and I are sitting in the living room eating dinner when I heard what sounded like thunder. I turned to look out the window to watch for lightning, only to watch a tree across the lot falling over. It did some damage to the apartment building just feet from where the tree stood, but nothing that could prevent those living in the building from staying in their apartments.

That’s about it. I have a couple of photos, because I take photos of random stuff.

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One of my Christmas gifts, a jewelry bowl, which sits in my bathroom.
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The fallen tree
College · Family · Life as I Know It

Goodbye 2016!

This year has, for the most part, sucked. The only positive thing was Christmas (which I’ll recount eventually), and finishing college.

As you can guess, I didn’t win the writing contest, in any way. That was a bit sad, but I’ve gone and looked at the story several times after submitting it, and realized it was not well-written.

Anyway, I’m not doing much today. Living in an apartment on New Year’s Eve is a nightmare, and I’ll be doing what I can to stay sane (that and reading Stephen King’s It).

HAPPY NEW YEAR!