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“I’m going to vote for a black man…”

My father said casually over a discussion last week about voting.

“This might be the last time I will ever get to do that,” my father continued. He’s 55 and he could possibly be right. After all, it took over half a century for him to see the day. Our fathers and their fathers often see the “black and white” of things. Room for gray is intermittent.

So, as a family, we trotted over to the nearest polling station. Being that this is early voting time, I had to endure the electronic voting process. It was strange. I mean wielding that wheel of power and pushing the red button got to my head a little, even though I was hesitant at first. I’m used to the old black marker and sheets of paper to cast my vote.

I was sure I was going to goof up. On the way there, my father said that my mom has been early voting for years and still can’t figure that machine out. And he made sure to say, “If someone hands you anything, put it in your pocket. You don’t want to go in showing it off…” Luckily no one was at the polling station selling their agendas because that kind of made me nervous. Man, voting sure got complicated…


Anyway, all was well and we left chatting about all the proposals on the ballot. We didn’t all vote the same way on anything. But isn’t that the point?

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Vegas may have killed me and this blog…

I was truly due a vacation. And I got it. But what I neglected to do was figure out what was wrong with me prior to having it. You see, I’ve been sick. I haven’t really discussed it here. But I have had frequent issues and the docs have been little to no help. I guess Vegas brought it all to a head. And I think I left my intestines in the airplane bathroom. Speaking of which, American Airlines is horrible and if I don’t die, I will tell you the whole story — and possibly take them to task as it seems my boyfriend has filed a complaint of their negligence. And of course I still have to share pics.

However, as it stands, I’ve been to the hospital and they assumed it was food poisoning. My doc feels differently given my priors. So at this point, I’m barely focusing on keeping my head up, let alone writing. Forgive my absence, keep me in your prayers, and hopefully I will be back shortly.

Love you all,

Jenice.

SNL, the Latino vote and media stupidity

No matter what you may believe, I truly am convinced that it took a silly but relevant comedy sketch on Saturday Night Live last week to really get America thinking about the media’s softness and one-sidedness when it comes to Barack Obama’s  NAFTA flub and so many others. As you already know, I was on the trail of mediocre support of Obama and yesterday proved that to the utmost. I walked into the polling station reluctantly with a knot in my stomach, almost in a sweat. Then they told me to pick a line — democratic or republican. I so desperately wanted to make my final decision in that little black box but I figured, as we all saw, that McCain didn’t need my help.

The lines were not crazy yet but were building by the minute when I left. I decided the caucus Texas Two-Step or convention (whatever) was going to be bananas (both sides are already screaming misconduct from disorganized polling stations) and I already had a stressful 20 minutes grappling with my final decision. What I also saw were Latinos. And anyone who underestimated the power of the Latino vote were kidding themselves if you are an Obama supporter. A few calls from the Obama camp to Spanish-speaking homes begging for support IN Spanish wasn’t good enough and in fact offended some Spanish-heritage people I work with. Clinton’s win over Texas isn’t a real huge surprise if you take into consideration all of these factors: that damn SNL sketch, the Latino vote (who she knew she would win over) and the media’s constant bias. My initial response was shock until I really thought about it.

In a bout of her own desperation, Hillary Clinton made a smart run of appearing on SNL the same night a sketch featured a phony debate hosted by parodies of the usual bias suspects (did someone say Tim Russert?) showing the usual soft approach journalists take (yes, I know I AM one) when it comes to grilling Obama. And then Hillary pandered to the young crowd by appearing on Jon Stewart. All while Barack played it cool and hung his hat on popularity even though scandal ensued. Oh and let us not forget THAT DAMN PHONE! Dammit for like two weeks STRAIGHT I couldn’t get that damn ringing out of my ears. And I think it must have had hypnotic powers over the democratic voters. “Who do I want to answer that phone?” Someone smart enough to hire someone to answer it before it hits like 7 rings!!!

Anyway, we will see what November brings of course (I’ll be glad for a quiet summer) but now I’m all screwed up inside again. This has been the most stressful time ever of my “voting power.” When I did this two other times in less than a decade it was so much easier when I knew who I DIDN’T want to vote for.

My time is now — well really it’s tomorrow …

I’ve decided that after work tomorrow, I will drive 45 minutes or about an hour, keeping traffic in mind, to my hometown to vote (instead of getting it over with early of course.) And then after a nice dinner with the rents, I will drive right back to the polling station and do it again for the caucus. What a funky process.

The real buzz here has been the Clinton and Obama rallies. Big duh if you are living in Ohio and reading this. You just never hear enough about McCain or Huckabee. Even on my job’s Web site, as you can see below, there are a number of photos and/or video being posted from citizen journalists on a regular from the democratic front.

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But the McCain and Huckabee slots remain vacant of submissions. Why? Is it that citizen journalists are looking for the “interesting” story or are we just netting a more democratic crowd on our Web site? Is this really, as they kept yapping about on Meet the Press on Sunday, a “personality contest?” If so Texas will probably, as I’ve said before, go straight for a democratic vote if the rest of the state behaves anything like Dallas has come November. And if not I will be surprised, even though we have been known as a red state for over several decades.

Working Texas like a hot date

It’s Hillary and Obama madness here. No sign of mass hysteria for Huckabee though. Meanwhile McCain is getting a boost because of rumors of working up a real hot date. I mean the commercials alone by all campaigns are like love letters to us. And I’m convinced that Texas may very well vote democratic afterall and possibly for Obama even if he has a photo floating around with him dressed in African garb. Since when was it a bad thing to wear African clothes in Africa? I’m not really going on the defense for Obama (I’m not completely sure if his camp didn’t circulate that photo to bash the Clinton crew) but what a lame attempt. When in Rome right? 

I know I’ve stated before who I’m voting for, but here I go again…about to board the unsure train all over again. I’ve heard you guys speak up and I’ve thought about everything you have said. March 4 is fast approaching. My hand will be unsteady. I may even need a shot before going in. I’ve never been so nervous in my life for this country.

OK, Obama. I’ll vote for you…

I’m not really surprised how well Obama is doing in the polls (he also landed a Grammy for the Photo “ribbed” from The Weekly Standard. That’s the only thing ripped…Best Spoken Word for the audio version of his book The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream.) I’m also not really surprised that McCain has found his way to being the republican candidate. What is a fence-sitter to do?

Vote. That’s what I have to do as a responsible American. I have to vote for someone…and that someone will not be McCain. Mostly because he’s downright too old. I’m not an ageist. I just don’t think he will be able to handle the stress of the role he will have at hand. Eight years ago? Maybe. Today? Even though I find this guy to be tough as nails and possibly the best to handle wartime, I don’t know if we need another heart-attack.

Age is nothing but a number you might say. But there is something to be said for innovation, fresh ideas (I’M NOT SAYING CHANGE) and youth. Sorry to say this, but youth is king in America. Young people created everything we “worship” in today’s times of technology, ideology and every damn other “ology” you can think of and I’m curious to see what Obama is going to bring to the table.

Don’t misunderstand, as I’ve written before: I’m scared as hell about what we may be up against — with either candidate. And although I will admit that I want to see Bill gallivanting on the White House green once again, I’m not sure I want to see his wife. Something rings weird to me about that lady. I’m not exactly giving wonderfully political witticisms here. Just that I think that chick is weird. And I don’t want her finger on the button. Not necessarily because she’s a woman — she is a woman, don’t forget just because she’s hardened — but I will quote a female family member to remain nameless, “I think she would just crawl into a ball when times got rough.” I think my family member to remain nameless said that because, Hilary is a woman. I’m not going to lie. I would love to see success like that but part of me worries about a woman president just the same. Unless it is Geena Davis. That woman could kick Bin Laden’s tookus. Seriously…didn’t you guys watch the short-lived, but utterly awesome Commander in Chief? Why did it fail? Probably because she was a woman.

And the funny part is these are my results of which candidate to vote for who supports my views?? Crap, I’m more radical than I thought. Just look where Ron Paul scored on my test. That can’t be right…

Anyway, this just leaves me Obama. Call it jumping on the bandwagon but I have to choose, right? I’m sorry, I lived in Nebraska. And to know he even won THERE, changed my mind.

Day 121: Countdown to a Hotter 30 (results show)

I started Oct. 1.

I wanted to kick start a new fitness/nutrition routine before the holidays and continue throughout the year. I called it Countdown to a Hotter 30. Well on Jan. 27 I turned 30. And though the countdown is over, I’m not done with my improvement. I think the below photo started my whirlwind of changing my habits: no more Sonic breakfasts, no more large ANYTHING, more homemade food, more working out. I’m not going to tell you where the scales tipped in this photo! Circa late summer 2007.

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It was taken at a friend’s birthday party. I remember what I ate. I think I knew even that day that I was feeling heavier than the year before. And I forwent the enchiladas though I think I had my share of margaritas and mojitos anyway.

I’ve spent over 100 days working at my goal of dropping some of my lard-ass and it was tough considering I started just before the crazy holidays. Boy that sucked. I hardly took home any leftovers at any function. In fact I threw out some things I took home from a Halloween party as to avoid temptation. I will say that if I had started my calorie counting on day one instead of just two months ago, my progress would have been better. So drum-roll please….

Total pounds lost: 8

All over inches lost: About 3

Big whoop, I know. And I’m STILL not tiny. And I probably never will be. Besides, I just want to be smaller and more importantly, keep my clean bill of health. Tiny and me aren’t really realistic unless you are talking about my voice, ankles and wrists! But most of my clothes are more and more loose by each month. Even though these aren’t exactly the results I wanted in nearly four months, I can definitely say they aren’t bad being that I started at a really dumb time — the time when everyone gains at least 10 pounds in turkey, stuffing and pumpkin pie!

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Well there it is.  And obviously I’m not done. I’ve decided not to give myself another deadline, but rather keep up the work I’ve done. I don’t deprive myself. But I don’t overdo it anymore. Never really gave much thought to kid sizes at the drive-through — what a difference! And I’ve saved the “bad days” for Saturday only (with the exception of my birthday dinners this week!) But I told my family NO BIRTHDAY CAKE. 

I went kicking and screaming when my mother suggested counting calories. But it was the best thing she ever made me do. I’ve since decreased my intake from 2,000 calories a day to 1,500, which isn’t that different. At night I crave less and drink more water.

So here’s to just keeping healthy in 2008. And hopefully, sticking with a good enough outlook of myself so I won’t even want to go back to bad habits!  Stay with me though, I will update any continued progress here and there…