Author: Teresa

Hello again everyone. I have stopped by to read occasionally, and without fail my son is there everytime. Now my son is 3 years old. Every single time I come onto this site he thinks that I have pulled up a new picture of him. He thinks that because of the pic of Matt’s little boy in the toilet. Hunter has never done the pull a boy out of the hole trick hisself, however. He has been known to run around naked wearing nothing but a pair of bright yellow rain boots with frogs on them. He has been known to be like this and to climb onto my kitchen counters. He has been known to run outside like this. He has been known to answer the front door to my mother and her friend like this. WHAT is it with little boy’s? Must they? I know when my brother was Hunter’s age, and we lived on Allentown Rd. in P.G. county, he stripped down naked, covered himself in my mom’s powder, and streaked up and down the street. Is it the ” I’M FREE SEE MY WEE WEE!!! ” syndrome? So grown men out there, what did you do to your mother’s when you were little boy’s?

Every year my family goes on our annual camping Mayfest trip. We have been going for ten years now. We have also had the same tent for that long. This spells disaster to anyone out there with common sence. Where we go is basically in a field out in the mountains. Prone to every bit of wind and element imaginable. So of course it rained, and rained, and rained. From the wind tearing into our tent it made it very willowy. Then came the wet stuff. This created great big water bubbles right above my head. So for two nights we were pushing water off the tent and sleeping with very wet and heavy blankets. It made for interesting sleep when trying to avoid the chinese water torture. Thank God there is a wonderful creation of a tent heater. Without that we never would have gotten dry or warm. We had two running all night long. In the morning when the rain finnally stoped our poor tent that has been so faithfull to us looked like a drowned cat got ahold of it. All the fluff had been taken out of it. It’s straps were busted. It leaned everywhere. The only thing that kept us there was that the festival was fun. I got to spin fire again. Where I cracked myself right in the butt. I was doing a simple crossover when I did it. Thankfully I didn’t light myself on fire. It was the first time the flame has ever hit me. So it threw me off a little. However I had to keep on spinning cause I was still lit. My daughter got to be the May Queen. Crowned and everything. I was so proud. So all and all it was a good weekend minus the rain. I like the fire much better.

So we are all people of the times. My question is, the wedding still a thing that is for the girl and the guy just rides along?

Back in the day, all the groom had to do was show up. He really didn’t even have to pay. That was left to the “Father of the Bride”.

With recent finacial situations though it seems to be a family affair when it comes to the paying and planning. We have all heard of the mother in-law intrusion on her trying to make it her wedding, but what about the groom. My husband agreed nonchalantly on the plans saying yeah he liked the theme. Then I had to assign him duties. Things that I knew I wouldn’t have time to do, beacause if I did I would have done them myself.

So gentleman, I know that you are great at the proposals but did you stop after that. Did you say the wedding was all her. Or did you join in the fun?

EDIT by matthew: Formatted.

So Justin’s blog reminded me that there has alway’s been something that I have alway’s wanted to say but haven’t done yet. It’s about Matt. I have alway’s wanted to tell him thank you for being him. Matt just may not realize how much influence he really had on some of us. More than just being in Wayward Sun.

You see, Matt was Matt.

We all know how bouncy and energetic he was. We all know that he was the drama and cheerleading geek. He went all out in everything that he did. Just like the rest of us, he was odd. He made it acceptable to be odd. He made it easier for us that were self-conscience to be able to live in our skin a little better.

You see, I was the quiet girl that was everyone’s secret. Always afraid of what someone else would say or do. It took a long time for me to get over that and say I really don’t care anymore. Matt made that possible.

I remember the day that Matt told me he was going to be a cheerleader. I asked him, “are you sure you wanna do that?”. Because I knew that there would be talk and repercussions. (And from his comment about his house being egged, there probably was).

But you know what his response was? “Sure, why not?” Then he skipped off merrily. The same way he did when before graduation he announced he was going on mission. When Matt saw something he wanted to do he did it. He didn’t allow anything else to hold him back.

It’s because of that that I think that he has got some of the best friendships around. Matt helped to bring me out of my shell. I want Matt to know that by him being friendly to everyone, happy with the cheesiest grin, alway’s willing to help (and he did that a lot) his true self showed through all the goofiness. A wonderfull Bright being.

Christy, you have a wonderful husband and catch. Matt I just wanted to say thank you.

And to everyone else how has Matt influenced you?

EDIT by matthew: Formatting, tpyos.

Now I don’t know what everyone’s opinion is when concerning Gay Rights.

Mine are that I believe that even gay Ameerican’s should have the same basic civil and in my belief God given rights that all humanity has. They should be able to decide and have the same marital rights as the rest of us. Who are we to decide whom another person of “Freedom” should love. I can not decide for any other person what there moral beliefs should be. We are a country of many diversities.

So with great pleasure I applaud a major corporation and public one at that when they stand up for these very same issues. Ones that cause such controvery. We watch there shows. We laugh at the character of Jack and Will on Will and Grace. We have respect for the handicapped lesbian doctor Carrie on ER, but we never really have a chance to walk in there shoes. It wasn’t too long ago in history that African American’s fought for similiar reasons.

Basic respect.

They were never incourgaged to better themselves. They were isolated from many places in this country based solely on there color. We learned though as a country. Unfoutunatly it took this country too long. Are we going to go through the same mistake for what some think is a different reason. It is basic segregation. Appaling! So tonight when I watched two men dance together in an exclusive club of Right wing opinion, I clapped and cheered. When I watched a woman look and say the words ” I will not take love without acceptance.” I cried, was moved and hoped that many felt empowered. I just hope that many more will not stand by and allow votes 78 to 13 go unnoticed.

To allow the same feeling that this country once gave to an entire race fall on our relatives, and friends. My sincerist wish is that one day will will finnally take a lesson from God and learn acceptance and that it is not for us to judge. It is for us to serve each other. It is only then that we will experiece that utopia which is Heaven. However that may be.

EDIT by matthew: Formatting. However, I left everything other than paragraph breaks unchanged.

Ok, I am going to rant a little bit.

I have a friend of mine that I have known for 17 years. She was married young had children very young. Was abused young. Was divorced young. She came through all of that a better woman. What gets me, though, is that she has done everything right. She has tried to put aside her anger for the betterment of her children. Work with the father for their sake. Has gone through all of the proper channels in court.

My problem lies with the system.

This man owes her $16,500 and next month that goes up another $300. Yet the state of Va. and Md. still do nothing about it. They continue to let this man accuse her of everything imaginable, including having sex in front of her children.

Absurd.

Yet they do nothing but have a paper trail tied up in child support enforcement. Judges keep telling him he needs to pay but nothing ever gets done about it. Now she has tried to have his taxes garnished but, because he owns his own business that owes the Federal goverment money, they get theirs first. This woman lives at home with her mother. She’s unable to better her family financially, yet he gets to own his own business. It has been 4 and half years since their divorce, and he has never helped with any part of his children in that time. Solely because they live with her.

How can anyone deny their responsiblilty to their children. So what if you’re bitter towards your ex? Just don’t use your children to have a fight with them.

There comes a time that you just have to grow up. You don’t have to like the other person. Just try to get along enough so your children don’t end up on antidepressants and suicidal because of it. Like the case of my friend’s 13 year-old son. Because of his father, who blames it on a mother who is distraught over this.

When will people think of the children? Hopefully before it is too late.

EDIT by matthew: Line breaks, formatting, tpyo fixes. “Their” is possessive. “They’re” is “they are”. “There” is a location. “You’re” is “you are”, while “your” is possessive. You’re not alone in having troubles with your possessive pronouns; they’re difficult to remember, even when their definitions are right there in your dictionary!

So tonight at diner my family was sitting down, and my husband made the comment that my now 8 year old daughter was looking a little pudgy in the cheeks. Now to him and I this just means that she is getting ready for another growth spurt. She on the other hand began to cry. She was devestated over weight at barely 8. Well we tried to explain to her that no matter what size she is she will alway’s be beautiful. I asked her why she was so concerned about her weight and she said that she didn’t want to take up to much space. That one stopped me. So I tried a different approach. I told her that it is the beauty on the inside that reflects on the outside. Her reply was… “That’s why they made make-up.” I really didn’t think that I who was never a very vain person would have to deal with this from my very young daughter. What have we done to our children?

Hello everyone. This being my first blog entry I had a hard time trying to figure out what to write. Everyone here is already well conversed. I didn’t have a clue until I saw my poi hanging on my wall.

Now I know that you are probably wondering what poi are, other than fish. Basically they are giant wicks hanging from a chain that you swing in pattern around your body… while on fire. I began learning how last year at one of my festivals, and found it to be a very powerfull experience. It was fantastic to know that I was in control of this primal element in a beautiful art form.

Without catching myself on fire! It was very freeing for me.

When in the center I found myself to be very focused, and at the end of it everything had come together and realesed at the same time. I guess I was wondering what makes you all feel that way in this mundane repetitive world. Just a thought.