Looking out my window...

Playing For Change: Egypt And The World

 

Please enjoy all the music. And listen with your heart.

Egypt and the other countries trying to find both democratic freedom and religious freedom need to hear this. If you know someone experiencing the changes that are happening world wide, including the USA, please forward this music and its message.

Thank you.
And Peace for All,

Sharon

Oompa Loompa Wins Over Fibromyalgia

 
Marisa as Lead Oompa Loompa In High School Musical. 
Photo by Sharon.

Last Tuesday was the 1st event of the week: Voting in the mid term elections.

I suffered appropriately the next day. I had gotten in and out of the car twice. Parked in handicapped spot. Walked in to vote and staggered out afterward. Well, not really staggered. But, very, very slowly. Like step and rest, step and rest. Next day, good for nothing.

Point is...I voted.

On Saturday I went to see my granddaughter in her High School Musical "Willy Wonka." She played the lead Oompa Loompa and she played it very well.

This time I took my electric scooter and rode it from the car into the school and then into the theatre auditorium. I sat in the scooter throughout the play. I was in the handicapped spot. You know, where they take the seat out to leave space for a wheelchair, or in my case, a scooter. Everyone was very nice to me.

It was my first time using the scooter for a social event like that. But, my fibromyalgia was in a flare up and I wouldn't have made it any other way.

I must say, I felt a little awkward about it. I wanted to yell out "Hey you guys, I know I'm in a scooter but that isn't the real me. I'm not really handicapped! I just play one on tv."

But, it was me. And, more and more I find myself limited physically. Especially during "flares."

I don't get on the "pitty pot" very often. It doesn't do anyone any good.

What was excellent was being able to watch the play and my beautiful, wonderful, talented granddaughter.

I'd like to know from my readers who use a scooter or wheelchair if they find people helpful. Not only were they helpful, but everyone seemed to smile at me.

Maybe that's because I was smiling at them.

VOTE! Ranting Doesn't Work.

  
 

I've been perusing the internet today. Watched several videos from MSNBC and Huffington Post, among others. And, have successfully raised my gander.

And, so, just in time for All Hallows Eve, I am going to dress this blog as a RANT!

I watched some of the Rally for Sanity yesterday. I have become a liberal political junkie. And, at the same time increased my fear for the state of our country in the hands of the Tea Party. (If I have already offended anyone, please skip to the end.)

The Tea Party people running for office are idiots. They are all "chicken littles" running around saying the sky is falling, or that President Obama is going to institute "death camps" as part of the new health care plan. One TPer makes a false statement and fairly soon all of them are running around screaming the same lie. Anytime someone asks them what they mean they don't answer. They have no answer.

One article I read today says the Republican's plan, once the TPers are elected, is to ignore them, and not let them in the smoke-filled back rooms, and not include them in any decision making processes.

One TPer interviewed said she wanted a president that spoke in one syllable words so people could understand what he was saying. WHAT?! Eight years of Bush wasn't enough? We finally have an educated, class act POTUS and they prefer our government dumbed down? No wonder I rant.

From the little I know of history, I do know this. Every empire there ever was, is no more. I think maybe the USA has peaked. And it's too late for President Obama to save us from ourselves.

Okay, enough said.

The most important thing right now is to vote. Whoever you are...VOTE! Whoever you are voting for...VOTE! It is not just a right or a privilege to vote, but a responsibility.

Just Do It!

 

My Grandmother and The Suffragettes

 
Susan B. Anthony, American Suffragette.

 

When I was a VERY little girl, I remember my Grandmother (my mother's mother) would always participate as an election judge during the voting season. I could tell it was important to her. And, I would never understand why later in her life she changed from Methodist to Jehovah Witness - and, in doing so was told not to vote.

It was 1920 when women in the United States of America were finally permitted to vote. And that memory of my Grandmother as an election judge has stayed with me to today.

We owe those Suffragettes a huge debt of gratefulness for the harsh and deadly trauma they experienced. To pay that debt women need to vote. I always vote. And I always remember.

Below is a film trailer "Made in Dagenham" that opens this year. It's about women trying to get equal pay for equal work. In 1968.

And, we are still trying.

 

And, on it goes. How do we cope? We are women!