Getting Political?

Okay, I honestly had not planned on doing another entry yet, but felt compelled after watching the debate last night. In my opinion, there was no winner. If you care to know what I think about the whole thing, here it goes…

I believe that every person that runs for President, Republicans, Democrats, Independents and anyone else, truly have pure intentions. I believe they want to improve America, and ultimately, uphold the basic principles this amazing country was founded on. I believe that in the sprint to the finish line, they kick up so much dirt and mud that the dirt never really comes off once the dust settles. I believe that, despite good intentions, they are corrupted (in some way or another), because to get your policies passed, you have to concede some “lesser” stances to make things work.

I suppose politics isn’t much difference than a marriage. Marriage is compromise, communication, respect and love. Okay, so maybe the communication and respect do not apply (J/K). Being married for almost 12 years, I have had my share of debates. We both have pure intentions, which is to care for our daughters, raise them how we believe to be best and make sure that our marriage is a top priority. We continually talk about what our goals are for our family, and sometimes, when I believe wholeheartedly that I am right (which is alot), in order to “get my way,” I have to compromise. We each give a little to see to it that things work for the best. We respect each other! Yes, we argue and do not agree on EVERYTHING 100% of the time. BUT, our differences are the reason that my husband and I work so well together. If we were carbon-copies of each other, how boring would life be? Instead, I get to spar with my best friend who challenges me to be a better person.

This country would be boring, and unchanged, if it were not for the political difference we all have. I identify myself as a Republican, however, I do not always agree 100% with everything shoved out there. And sometimes, there are Democratic policies that I think are good. My point is, as a country that is ever-changing, election years bring out the worst in people, not just those running, but friends and family. So:

  • TRY and respect those whose opinions differ from yours.
  • You don’t have to agree, but you can agree to disagree and move forward.
  • Just because someone doesn’t seem as passionate about America as you, doesn’t mean they aren’t, perhaps they just keep it private.
  • If you can’t be “friends” with someone because they don’t feel the same way you do, well, that’s just sad.

I was on Twitter last night reading the posts about the debate and was surprised when a follower of @zachbraff said he couldn’t follow him anymore because he support Obama. I posted a response and was pleasantly surprised that he retweeted, but also got alot of “likes” for the comment. See….melting pot, different people, different beliefs, respect…

Thanks for listening!
Hasta,
-T

@zachbraff responded to my Tweet….so cool! (I’m a dork!)

Random Ramblings…

Taken from about 1996

In my quest to…put myself out there, or rather, HOW to put myself out there, I figured I needed to consult someone to help me. I need to rid my mind of the cobwebs and obstacles that seem to leave me paralyzed. I have read countless BLOGS on where to begin writing, I have written numerous papers on a range of topics, and still, I just find it hard to begin. I decided I needed to start at the beginning, so I consulted someone I know well, myself. That is, my 16 year-old journaling self. As embarrassing as it was to go back in time (because of course I knew EVERYTHING then), it was rather insightful…something I didn’t expect.

I have a ton of ideas in my mind at all times, but knowing where to start and how to start is stiffling. Do you start at the beginning? Do you skip the fluff and crap (or what you consider crap)? When I read my entries from 18 years ago, it reminded me of how “big” things were then. A breakup was truly heartbreaking, even though my 34 year-old self laughs, it was crushing then. A fight with my very best friend was the end of the world, and here I am 14 years later and I have completely lost touch with him, but look back on that relationship with great memories.

My mom allowed me to go through these emotions, and never made them seem insignificant. This is something that I take into my role as a mom with my young daughters. So, in my attempted to clear my head and hopefully find something meaningful to contribute, I decided to divulge some things I learned in looking back:

  1. I was an idiot at 16, 17, 18, 19….hell, I’ll probably look back at 34 when I’m 54 and think I’m an idiot (and if you deciphered any of that, you’re a genius!) –  Half the “drama” wasn’t even an nth of what I thought it was. Drama is much more significant in adult life, invited or not, it will find you and wreak havoc on your life and you will wish for the drama of high school.
  2. I was actually a pretty good writer. – I never appreciated how easily it came to me then, but I certainly do now.
  3. I completely forgot I wrote any poems…they weren’t fabulous, BUT hey, I wrote them! – Whether they were about love, or endings for some reason, they are still relevant in my life today. Who knew I was insightful?? (J/K)
  4. My intention in even ever journaling, as I put it, was to “remember everything.” – NOTEmuch of what I wrote, I have since forgotten, BUT rereading it did bring them back…mission accomplished!

So here it goes, lets see what else I have up my sleeve…

Hasta!
-Ton

Slammed…just…Wow!

What can I say, I have read Slammed, and Point of Retreat two times. Actually, I did the digital thing, but LOVED them both so much, I returned my digital copies and purchased the book. This is one to add to my shelf so I can read, and reread this wonderful story! Obviously, I am a HUGE fan, and…in case it wasn’t obvious, this is my absolute favorite book. This may change down the road, but for now, Colleen Hoover is, hands-down, my favorite writer.

Slammed is about 18 year-old Layken (Lake), her mother and brother, who have suffered a recent tragedy with the untimely passing of her father. With no other solution in sight, Lake’s mom uproots the family from their Texas home to Ypsilanti, where she has a friend to help out. Lake is not thrilled, it’s her senior year, and she has to start all over, while still trying to move on from her grief.

When they finally arrive to their destination, Lake is instantly mesmerized by her new neighbor, Will. Not understanding why she is so drawn to him, or more noticeably, him to her, she agrees to a date. It is this date that changes everything. Will introduces her to the world of Slam, poetry performed on-stage, no props, just words. Lake is immediately captivated by both the art, and the beautiful boy who lets her into his world. Lake soon discovers that like her, Will and his brother have suffered more tragedy than anyone should have at such a young age.

Their budding romance is threatened when Lake attends her first day at school, only to discover the boy who captured her heart is, in fact, her teacher, her 21 year-old student teacher, but teacher nonetheless. Realizing the details they failed to discuss on their first date, Lake & Will have put the kibosh on the blossoming relationship to maintain appropriate boundaries.

Despite their resolve to move on, they find themselves constantly pushed together since their little brothers have become best friends. When Lake discovers the truth behind their sudden move to Ypsilanti, anger, denial and every other emotion barrel through her, pushing her even closer to Will.

Slammed is ah-mayzing! Mrs. Hoover does such a wonderful job of writing a real, beautiful and touching story and characters you cannot help but care for. Funny, sweet, intriguing and heartbreaking, Slammed is everything I could ask for in a book, and NOTHING that I expected. I. COULD. NOT. PUT. IT. DOWN!

I cannot say enough wonderful things about this book, if I could give it 10 stars, I would. (Read it! You won’t regret it, in fact, go ahead and get Point of Retreat while you’re at it…you’ll see why.)

Point of Retreat – Butterflying Beautiful

Point of Retreat by Colleen Hoover; Atria Books

Point of Retreat follows Lake & Will and picks up where Slammed left off. I have to say, I loved Slammed. It was so well-written and just all around perfect. So I was very excited to continue by reading Point of Retreat. Equally as wonderful.

In Point of Retreat, it’s been a few months since Lake’s mom, Julia, has passed away and she and Will are still across the street from each other raising their brothers. They seem to have a routine down that makes them an unusual, but loving family. Despite everything thrown their way, they somehow manage to have a relationship that is full of love, and a promise for a great future together. However, as with any story, there are bumps along the way, which threaten to tear them apart, but as they navigate through all of it, their love and devotion to one another get them through.

What I loved about this story is that Hoover does such a wonderful job of telling a story that has meaning and depth. I cared for the characters in this book. I laughed at their wit, I cried at their losses and I celebrated their triumphs. I must say, unlike other books I have read as of late, Hoover has a great use of words which left me thinking, “thank God they didn’t ‘smirk’!”

Point of Retreat is beautifully written and when I completed, I literally jumped out of my seat and did a happy dance! And just now, I discover there is yet another book in the Slammed Series due out in 2013. I will be waiting with baited breath for the finale of this butterflying bemazing series.