A London Gem
Wow...want to hear what some folks in London think about Kerry and Bush?
Go to articles on "Allawi's Speech" and "Debunking Afghanistan Myths".
Included in the article are links to the left and right.
Enjoy!
Inspired by a good friend who wants to feel like she matters. You do, girl. You do.
Wow...want to hear what some folks in London think about Kerry and Bush?
This post is based on a reply from Tiny Penguin who is not impressed that Japan sent 550 troops to Iraq.
My hope is that at the very least we have record voter turn out.
Again, I really want to write about the 1930s..but for now let's call that a work in progress. I feel the need to address the issue of our coalition forces in Iraq.
I want to write about the 1930s but I'm so tired...so I'm going to save that in draft mode and talk about sleep.
I just realized that I haven't written in a week. What happened this week?
There aren't too many specifics here...but I think you know what I mean.
I'm a huge tennis fan. Up until about three years ago I would watch non-stop coverage of Wimbledon and as much as I could of the US Open. I would even get the strawberries and cream out on Saturday and Sunday morning. My favorite US Open moment was back in 1991 when Jimmy Connors had his last run and made it to the semi-finals. In recent years the Australian Open, which broadcasts in the wee hours of the morning, has been more of a draw for me, since I keep weird hours. I never did pay much attention to the French Open, but I suspect that's because Pete Sampras never did well there and he was my favorite player.
In Florida we've had two hit us in the last three weeks and fortunately we've been lucky in our little part of the state. We've only had minor damage in the way of downed trees and power outages. We are hoping and praying that Ivan will fade and that no more lives are lost in this devastating storm.
What is the most important issue of the day? Terrorism.
It's been a few days since my last post but I've been wrapped up in the political news, chasing after my daughters, and yes, turning one year older. Yesterday I turned 27 years old. Throughout the day I spoke to people, all older then me (except my daughter of course!), about what 27 means.