A Day without Sunshine

So, I woke up this morning to the sound of the alarm and a puppy licking my stomach. It was freezing in my room even with a crappy air conditioner that needs replaced and a fan that barely works from how much dust I have on it. Soon, I really do need to fix that.

I got up and dressed to get ready for work expecting it to be sunny like the weatherman said it would be. Well, the weatherman was wrong. AGAIN! It's so dreary out there you'd think the sun was sick or something.

Now I'm sitting her at work, waiting for lunch, and typing away because my boss stepped out of the office and left me with nothing to do except scanning, which you can easily have running while you do something else.

But that's enough of the weather. That's how other people start off their conversations, so I thought I'd give it a shot today, too. What I really want to tell you today is that I had a person sign my petition on Veteran's Recognition basically just saying that it's stupid and veterans shouldn't have any more rights than regular people. http://www.thepetitionsite.com/1/veterans-recognition/
This is the comment they left with their signature: I appreciate veterans. They chose a job or a career in the military that protects the supposed freedoms that our country supposedly stands for. But are they any more deserving of food, clothing and shelter than any other person who has served our country in numerous other ways that DIDN'T involve the military? I wish The Bill Of Rights included explanations for "Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness." Life isn't just the act of breathing. Having the right to life should mean all the necessities of life like food, shelter and clothing. Veterans are no more entitled to these things than anyone else.

Honestly, what kind of person even signs a petition if they don't believe in it? It ticks me off. I mean, yes, their signature is going to help move the petition along, but really... they obviously don't believe in my cause, so why sign it?

Now, my son's also due for surgery in just 6 days. He has to have a hydrocelectomy before the hydrocele becomes a hernia or testicular tortion. I keep sitting here thinking about it and it is breaking my heart that my poor baby has to go back into a room with nobody but doctors and nurses without anybody he knows. My only consolation is, he won't know what's going on because of the anesthesia.

I feel like somehow I'm failing him because I can't protect him from this, like I failed him by not keeping this from happening. I know I'm a good mom, but sometimes being a good mom just isn't enough. My poor little boy is going to be sore from this, and I can't do anything about it.

But that's enough for now. This is getting a little long and I'm sure you're getting bored by now. Thanks for reading and have a great day.


kthxbai,
Ruth @)--->---