<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963</id><updated>2011-09-07T21:27:02.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I Love God, Animals, and People (the first two are easier)</title><subtitle type='html'>"I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality. I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word."           -Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>38</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-5656197845757242827</id><published>2011-09-07T21:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T21:27:02.578-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Newly married and recently unemployed but still hopeful</title><content type='html'>Lots of challenges and stress lately.&amp;nbsp; The good kind - I got married to a wonderful man in June!&amp;nbsp; The more challenging kind - health issues discovered in late June and then in August my job got eliminated by the large organization where I worked for over six years.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My faith keeps me strong.&amp;nbsp; I know something better is in store for me.&amp;nbsp; Thank you, God!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-5656197845757242827?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/5656197845757242827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=5656197845757242827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5656197845757242827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5656197845757242827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2011/09/newly-married-and-recently-unemployed.html' title='Newly married and recently unemployed but still hopeful'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-5592771683647206547</id><published>2010-10-18T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T20:37:32.154-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing my sweetie tonight</title><content type='html'>Long time no post.&amp;nbsp; I am feeling very grateful that I have met someone who is kind and smart and amazing.&amp;nbsp; I believe God has finally answered this prayer.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;We've been&amp;nbsp;together for 8 months, but I&amp;nbsp;don't get to see him as often as I would like.&amp;nbsp; He's busy with work and school, and he's very dedicated and focused.&amp;nbsp; He was supposed to come by tonight after school but ended up needing to stay later after class.&amp;nbsp; I am fine with it, but just a bit disappointed.&amp;nbsp; I see him mostly only on weekends.&amp;nbsp; We spend lots of time talking, though... and the more we do the more I see into his soul and appreciate him more profoundly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life is good!&amp;nbsp; Thank you God for this amazing person in my life!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-5592771683647206547?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/5592771683647206547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=5592771683647206547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5592771683647206547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5592771683647206547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2010/10/missing-my-sweetie-tonight.html' title='Missing my sweetie tonight'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-8318998821472905036</id><published>2009-12-19T21:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T14:19:49.484-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Christmas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left" class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNbnB4EQpPM/SzKXUz3WNtI/AAAAAAAAACM/4H3Ag_pYKPM/s1600-h/ChristmasCat.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNbnB4EQpPM/SzKXUz3WNtI/AAAAAAAAACM/4H3Ag_pYKPM/s320/ChristmasCat.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Nope, not so much. I just haven't felt like shopping lately (more than my usual disdain for shopping). So I still have a few gifts to pick up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was going to shop this weekend, but woke up feeling lousy this morning. Trying to kick a headache and nose and throat symptoms today. I refuse to get sick. My body simply is not a good host for you germies, so please move along. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I am going to my Zumba class if I feel ok in the morning. I have hurt my shoulder and my knee in the last few months and still have some lingering pain, mostly from my knee at this point. I think both are inflamed and upset with me. Acupuncture helped my shoulder more than physical therapy. I am just praying that I don't continue to fall apart, piece by piece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of all, I try to be grateful for my family, friends, generally good health, no ice storms making me homebound this year so far, the fact that I have a job and we got a bonus (totally unexpected!), my kitty cats who talk to me every day and occasionally snuggle with me, and the fact that my mom and dad are still alive and we can celebrate another holiday season with them. Since mom's long stay in the hospital three years ago, I feel each year with her is another gift from God. I am very thankful for all the blessings He has bestowed upon me this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-8318998821472905036?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/8318998821472905036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=8318998821472905036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8318998821472905036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8318998821472905036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2009/12/ready-for-christmas.html' title='Ready for Christmas?'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dNbnB4EQpPM/SzKXUz3WNtI/AAAAAAAAACM/4H3Ag_pYKPM/s72-c/ChristmasCat.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-6740964087933833646</id><published>2008-04-15T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T20:48:49.312-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOVE them, don't club them!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="https://community.hsus.org/campaign/protectseals_web?source=gabfa8" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hsus.org/web-files/Banners/180x150_pledge_hsus.jpg" border="0" alt="The Humane Society of the United States"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thehumanesociety" target="_blank"&gt;HSUS MySpace Page&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.hsus.org/about_us/faqs/seals_downloads.html" target="_blank"&gt;Get web badges&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-6740964087933833646?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/6740964087933833646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=6740964087933833646' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/6740964087933833646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/6740964087933833646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2008/04/love-them-dont-club-them.html' title='LOVE them, don&apos;t club them!'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-5227230569495996752</id><published>2008-03-10T20:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T20:56:36.415-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So, now what?</title><content type='html'>It's beginning to feel a lot like spring these days.  I am getting restless, as usual.  I've been working at the same place for almost three years now and I am somewhat bored and feeling like there is no more room for growth or change there.  I do like the organization and what it stands for, but I feel like there is so much more I could be doing.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have so many conflicting thoughts about where to go with my life.  I have never really wanted to be tied down to a place.  Now that mom is ill and needing my help, I don't feel like I can leave her.  Yet I crave sunshine, and not the liquid variety so common here.  I wish I could talk my whole family into moving to the Southwest with me.  I grew up there and I really miss it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I have lived in so many places - 5 different states and countless cities in the USA, 2 years in another country in the Peace Corps and 1 year in South America, I guess you could say that I never really put down roots.  I adapt really well to new situations, yet I never feel that I really fit in or completely belong to any one place.  When I meet people who have lived in one place their whole lives, I am actually wistful for that experience.  They complain that there is no privacy and everyone knows everyone's business, but I see it as an idyllic small town where everyone kind of feels like one big crazy extended family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't go back and live in one place forever, yet I am bored to tears with the place I live now, and I feel I should stay to take care of my mom.  I feel I should at least attempt to be a semi-normal human who buys a house and puts down roots and gets involved with the community, etc.  Yet, I don't feel like this is really my community.  I didn't choose it.  I just came here after college because my parents moved here while I was still studying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-5227230569495996752?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/5227230569495996752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=5227230569495996752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5227230569495996752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5227230569495996752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2008/03/so-now-what.html' title='So, now what?'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-703474493831822116</id><published>2007-10-28T19:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-28T19:18:28.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ordinary Miracles</title><content type='html'>sometimes a song can touch your heart in just such a way as to make you grateful for all the seemingly little things in your life. lately those are the only things that are keeping me sane.&lt;br /&gt;when everything seems so uncertain and i am fearing events in the future, and feeling like my dreams will never come true... i remember to be thankful for all the little and big blessings in my life. my sister is always there to help out and listen, my mom is alive and enjoying her life despite some big obstacles, my cats make me laugh and make me crazy - which later makes me laugh. today was a sunny crisp fall day with beautiful leaves and a pinkorange sunset. those things remind me that God is surely in charge and watching over us all. so thanks to Sarah Mclachlin for this little song and for the ordinary miracles that often go unnoticed every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just Another Ordinary Miracle Today&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not that unusual when everything is beautiful&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;The sky knows when its time to snow&lt;br /&gt;You don’t need to teach a seed to grow&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;Life is like a gift they say&lt;br /&gt;Wrapped up for you everyday&lt;br /&gt;Open up and find a way&lt;br /&gt;To give some of your own&lt;br /&gt;Isn’t it remarkable?&lt;br /&gt;Like every time a raindrop falls&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;Birds in winter have their fling&lt;br /&gt;And always make it home by spring&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;When you wake up everyday&lt;br /&gt;Please don’t throw your dreams away&lt;br /&gt;Hold them close to your heart&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we are all a part&lt;br /&gt;Of the ordinary miracle&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;Do you want to see a miracle?&lt;br /&gt;It seems so exceptional&lt;br /&gt;Things just work out after all&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;The sun comes up and shines so bright&lt;br /&gt;It disappears again at night&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;br /&gt;It’s just another ordinary miracle today&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-703474493831822116?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/703474493831822116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=703474493831822116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/703474493831822116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/703474493831822116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/10/ordinary-miracles.html' title='Ordinary Miracles'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-981406316277995787</id><published>2007-10-19T20:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T14:09:39.420-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fat furry worms can fly!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNbnB4EQpPM/SzKU8EKW78I/AAAAAAAAACE/ilzjiA9bZog/s1600-h/butterfly.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" ps="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNbnB4EQpPM/SzKU8EKW78I/AAAAAAAAACE/ilzjiA9bZog/s320/butterfly.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;BUTTERFLY by Jana Stanfield &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An excerpt from one of my favorite songs by an inspiring artist &lt;br /&gt;(my favorite line is &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;highlighted&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly, please tell me again it’s gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;I can feel a change is coming&lt;br /&gt;I can feel it in my skin&lt;br /&gt;I can feel myself outgrowing&lt;br /&gt;This life I’ve been living in&lt;br /&gt;And I’m afraid, afraid of change&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly, please tell me again&lt;br /&gt;I’m gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;I’m like my friend caterpillar,&lt;br /&gt;afraid of that dark cocoon&lt;br /&gt;Wanting to hide in the tall grass,&lt;br /&gt;when change is coming soon&lt;br /&gt;But all of the things we long for,&lt;br /&gt;are borne on the wings of change&lt;br /&gt;And losses can lead us to blessings&lt;br /&gt;that we can’t explain&lt;br /&gt;Butterflies remind us,&lt;br /&gt;there’s magic in every life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;And we can become what we dream of,&lt;br /&gt;if fat furry worms can fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;So I say…&lt;br /&gt;Butterfly, please tell me again&lt;br /&gt;it’s gonna be alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-981406316277995787?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/981406316277995787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=981406316277995787' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/981406316277995787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/981406316277995787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/10/fat-furry-worms-can-fly.html' title='Fat furry worms can fly!'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_dNbnB4EQpPM/SzKU8EKW78I/AAAAAAAAACE/ilzjiA9bZog/s72-c/butterfly.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-5717924368122753276</id><published>2007-10-02T21:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-02T21:31:19.703-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss my Gilmore Girls!</title><content type='html'>I know this may sound silly, but I really looked forward to escaping my own world and catching up with Rory and Lorelai's world every Tuesday night.  I mean, this was a really intelligent and funny show with no violence and only a teensy dose of raunchiness and the characters were all flawed in some way but quite loveable.   I mean this mother and daughter really cared about each other and shared most everything that was going on in their lives.  And they lived in this small town where most people knew each other and helped each other and lots of times annoyed each other... but it was a real community.  People walked everywhere and hung out in the town square and ate at Luke's diner and talked to each other!  Oh, nostalgia for a place whose likes I have never seen in real life but wish I had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, though, the show was very unique.  It exhibited funny, intelligent women who were just being themselves and learning from life.  There were a lot of touching situations along the way.  It's one of the few shows that could make me cry.  There were also a few decent guys thrown in for good measure.  In fact, Luke is quite handsome and charming once you get him out of the flannel shirt and baseball cap and clean up that scruffy stubbled face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have never seen the show, you can rent or buy seasons 1-6 on DVD.  I suggest a total Gilmore fest of watching one or two whole seasons in a weekend.  No commercials and a great story to get wrapped up in.  What could be better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only show I faithfully watch now is The Office.  It is not the same as my Rory and Lorelai but makes me laugh nonetheless.  I wish there were more shows like this on TV, rather than the "reality" drivel, overly sexed up dramas and crime and violence shows that clog the airways the majority of the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do like OPB, though.  Globetrekker on Saturday nights has been a favorite of mine for years but is only on sporadically these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there are still books for escaping reality for awhile... but my Gilmore girls were a part of my life I will really miss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-5717924368122753276?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/5717924368122753276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=5717924368122753276' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5717924368122753276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5717924368122753276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-miss-my-gilmore-girls.html' title='I miss my Gilmore Girls!'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-8462375099664571410</id><published>2007-09-05T22:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T22:13:56.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovin' the peaceful protesters</title><content type='html'>Every Wednesday afternoon I visit mom and take her on errands or help around the house a bit. When I drive home, whether rain or shine, I see a group of people on a certain street corner with signs like Impeach, Bring our Troops Home, Enough $ and lives spent, etc. I admire their tenacity and willingness to get out there and show what they believe. I always wave and honk at them and put my peace sign fingers out the window. Sometimes I am the only car honking. I don't care. They need to wake up and see that things are not getting better, but absolutely the opposite. Go peaceniks!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-8462375099664571410?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/8462375099664571410/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=8462375099664571410' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8462375099664571410'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8462375099664571410'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/09/lovin-peaceful-protestors.html' title='Lovin&apos; the peaceful protesters'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-2235273199257648863</id><published>2007-07-07T23:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:33:29.329-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Say No to Artificial Sweeteners &amp; High Fructose Corn Syrup</title><content type='html'>Diabetics, pre-diabetics and pretty much all the rest of us should eliminate or severely restrict this substance in our diets. It is an altered substance. It starts from corn but ends up as something totally foreign to our bodies. Read on to find out why we should avoid it. By the way, read the ingredient list on Wheat Thins, Kikoman's Teriyaki Sauce, Heinz Ketchup, Yoplait Yogurt, most soda pops and about 50,000 other food products, and then you'll see why we are all getting too much of this stuff, many times unknowingly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and Google it and you may come to the same conclusion I did - small amounts of plain old cane or beet sugar (organic or raw) is the best way to go. Artificial sweeteners and scientifically altered fructose are foreign to our bodies and may cause us to eat more, crave more sweets, store more fat, and there are theories about these substances being linked to cetain types of cancer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information on this, please see "We're drowning in high fructose corn syrup. Do the risks go beyond our waistline?" by Kim Severson, in the San Francisco Chronicle. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOME FACTS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In 2001, each American consumed almost 63 pounds of high fructose corn syrup, according to the U.S. Department of Agriculture.  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;A low-fat, fruit-flavored yogurt, can have 10 teaspoons of fructose-based sweetener in one serving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because high fructose corn syrup mixes easily, extends shelf-life and is as much as 20 percent cheaper than other sources of sugar, large-scale food manufacturers love it. You'll also find it on the labels of many frozen foods. It is used in bread products as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studies by researchers at UC Davis and the University of Michigan have shown that consuming fructose, which is more readily converted to fat by the liver, increases the levels of fat in the bloodstream in the form of &lt;strong&gt;triglycerides&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unlike other types of carbohydrate made up of glucose, fructose does not stimulate the pancreas to produce insulin. Peter Havel, a nutrition researcher at UC Davis who studies the metabolic effects of fructose, has also shown that fructose fails to increase the production of leptin, a hormone produced by the body's fat cells.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Both insulin and leptin act as signals to the brain to turn down the appetite and control body weight. And in another metabolic twist, Havel's research shows that fructose does not appear to suppress the production of ghrelin, a hormone that increases hunger and appetite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I will stick with the common sense advice of moderation and using just a little real sugar once in awhile.  &lt;strong&gt;If it is altered or created in a lab, I try to keep it out of my system.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-2235273199257648863?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/2235273199257648863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=2235273199257648863' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/2235273199257648863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/2235273199257648863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/07/say-no-to-artificial-sweeteners-and.html' title='Say No to Artificial Sweeteners &amp; High Fructose Corn Syrup'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-8023506410603724743</id><published>2007-06-26T00:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T18:57:14.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We need to win this election, people!</title><content type='html'>NOTE:  It seems that my beloved John Edwards is not going to be a candidate in the upcoming presidential election.  However, I would still welcome his as Vice President.  One thing is for sure, I will vote for Hillary or Obama, whichever one is the chosen candidate.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was just hoping John Edwards would win the nomination. Yes he is pretty much part of the status quo, but he seems sincerely interested in more than his own pocketbook and power to me. Plus the way he supports his wife in every way is endearing. Makes one think he would do the same for our country. And I am sorry but I CAN'T take any more Bushish people running things. Ever again. Seriously people. I am so not kidding. We need to frickin' win this time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't think this is the time for a revolution.  I have no qualms about voting in a minority or a female president. Just why right now??? Most Americans are not open minded or mature enough for that yet. I am a realist. I am not selling out. I am a feminist and yet I don't think this is the time to try to vote a woman in. Not with so much riding on this. We have to turn this danged country around first. A woman in the White House will be fine with me after we get a sure winner in for awhile. Sorry, but I am a realist this time. When I was an idealist and worked my buns off for the campaign, we lost. Have I mentioned we have to win this time? WHY? Let's see: war, education, health care, war, killing, greed, corruption, our economy shot to hell, working people getting poorer every year, war, idiocy, stupidity, GREED, WAR... Enough said.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-8023506410603724743?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/8023506410603724743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=8023506410603724743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8023506410603724743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8023506410603724743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-heart-john-edwards-what-we-need-to.html' title='We need to win this election, people!'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-8599679482811400347</id><published>2007-06-22T11:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T11:05:57.793-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Build Your Own Sand Castle!</title><content type='html'>Here is where I would like to be right now (a lovely beach) and also a castle I built.  You can do the same with the link on the page.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.virtualsandcastle.com/castle/viewer.aspx?code=U8A5L8"&gt;http://www.virtualsandcastle.com/castle/viewer.aspx?code=U8A5L8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-8599679482811400347?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/8599679482811400347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=8599679482811400347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8599679482811400347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8599679482811400347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/06/build-your-own-sand-castle.html' title='Build Your Own Sand Castle!'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-8349625592268308964</id><published>2007-06-20T18:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T11:42:58.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Ours is in big trouble</title><content type='html'>“The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.” ~Mohandas Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just saw on the news that a family pet had been found with an arrow through its neck. People are sick. Luckily a good and kind person got the animal to a vet and they did surgery and he is recovering well. He is up for adoption. I would surely love to adopt him, since he has been through so much and yet is so so sweet and trusting. That made it clear to me that he had belonged to someone. I have no space for another animal in my home, as I already have 2 furry kids.  Why didn't this precious pet have on a collar with identification? Why did he wander around for a week while infection was raging in the wound inflicted upon him? Thank God someone found him and helped him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am really worried about and saddened by a society that thinks nothing of harming innocent beings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-8349625592268308964?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/8349625592268308964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=8349625592268308964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8349625592268308964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/8349625592268308964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/06/ours-is-in-big-trouble.html' title='Ours is in big trouble'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-182533886233810999</id><published>2007-06-12T09:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T09:12:05.236-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FAT GIRLS RULE!!</title><content type='html'>QUEEN said so:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, you gonna take me home tonight&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, down beside that red firelight&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, you gonna let it all hang out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Fat bottomed girls, you make the rockin' world go round!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So, I dedicate this to all my fat girl friends. Don't buy into the lies that society tells us every day. You are beautiful. You deserve to be treated well. You are awesome!&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Check out Joy Nash on YouTube if you haven't seen in already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PEACE 2 u!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-182533886233810999?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/182533886233810999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=182533886233810999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/182533886233810999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/182533886233810999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/06/fat-girls-rule.html' title='FAT GIRLS RULE!!'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-2567591145163345953</id><published>2007-06-10T20:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T20:51:46.332-07:00</updated><title type='text'>This little cutie found a home last night!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNbnB4EQpPM/RmzGA5gW3mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EfagRcuu534/s1600-h/midnight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074648598878543458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNbnB4EQpPM/RmzGA5gW3mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EfagRcuu534/s320/midnight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so happy that the last kitten of the six has found her forever home! Here she is while staying at her foster home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Momma cat is also doing very well and has decided the indoor life is pretty sweet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please remember, even if you keep your pets inside, they may get out someday.  Please use ID collars and/or microchips and Please Please Please REMEMBER:&lt;br /&gt;800 dogs &amp; cats are euthanized EVERY hour in the USA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Please spay and neuter all your pets and encourage others to do the same.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blessings to everyone who rescues and advocates for our voiceless and innocent friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-2567591145163345953?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/2567591145163345953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=2567591145163345953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/2567591145163345953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/2567591145163345953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/06/this-little-cutie-found-home-last-night.html' title='This little cutie found a home last night!'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_dNbnB4EQpPM/RmzGA5gW3mI/AAAAAAAAAAM/EfagRcuu534/s72-c/midnight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-2220805328373967501</id><published>2007-05-22T09:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-11T08:58:18.681-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stray cats and cute kittens</title><content type='html'>I have been going through some hard emotions and stress since I found a sweet momma cat six weeks ago. She is a loving girl, likes to be petted, visits me several times a day and is a cat I love to invite into my home to live with me. However, my home is a small apartment and I have two cats already and it would not be fair to bring another cat into such a small area. My Tiger cat came from a pound and it seems he was not treated too well before I got him and it took a long time to earn his trust and affection. So, mostly I felt it would not be fair to him since he already had to endure the new kitten Emmy coming along and getting half of "his" attention. Emmy was a rescue from a family that became allergic to her and they were going to take her to a shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I have created a bond with momma cat. She didn't even mind too much when I interviewed people and brought them over to see her kittens, and eventually adopted out four of them. I believe they are all in good homes. Surely better than living outside and relying on kind people to feed them. She seemed to understand. Plus she was tired of nursing six kittens. She is barely more than a year old herself. She still liked to play with string and leaves almost as much as her babies did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today she has gone to the vet to get spayed and then she will go home to her new owner this evening. While explaining this to her, I cried last night and more this morning. I told her she is going to a loving home and I really hope that will be true. I know they have had cats before and they seem like nice people. During the last week, the new mom came to visit her several times and brought her treats and catnip plants. They have an older dog who has been around other cats and probably will want nothing to do with her, so that should be ok. She hasn't been around dogs much except the yip yip one who got off his owner's leash and chased my poor kitty all around the yard and into the parking lot. I kept telling the owner to control her dog but I guess she hadn't expected her to break free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauline or "Paulie" for short is the new name her adoptive mom has given her. Her two remaining kittens are afraid of me now. Maybe because they saw their siblings disappear? Each one I adopted out made me really sad, but at the same time I knew they were going to a better situation. So this has been several weeks of worrying about these cats. I have checked in with the people who adopted the kittens and they all say they are doing fine. I guess I was lucky to get good people to adopt them since others said they didn't want "stray" or "wild" kittens. However, Paulie is so sweet and trusting that I know she is not feral and I think she was someone's pet. I don't know if she ran away or they abandoned her but I think it may have been the latter. And despite all that she has endured, including living outside in the cold and rain and having 2 litters of kittens at a young age, she is still very trusting and loving toward humans. This is a cat I would have really loved to adopt. If I had a house with several rooms I would have adopted her and given her a very loving home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now my plan is to humanely trap the kittens and adopt them out, too. One will go live with Paulie and her new mom, so that is a great thing. The other has a prospective new mom waiting for him if he is male. If he is a she then I have to look for a new mom for her, so I hope he is a he. Cause the mom I have picked out is really nice and only wants a male because her female cat hates other females and loves males. Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All this brings into clearer focus that I someday want to own a decent sized home on a piece of land so that I can take in abandoned or injured animals. I would rehabilitate them and adopt them out to good homes. I am also planning on learning some natural healing techniques and I want to get foster kids or other kids with difficult issues involved in caring for the animals. I think animals can heal us as much as we can heal them. Pure unconditional love is the greatest healer. I am praying this dream will come true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not at all least - please spay and neuter your pets. There is a low cost coupon here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oregonhumane.org/spay-neuter/OSNF_authorized_Jun07.pdf"&gt;http://www.oregonhumane.org/spay-neuter/OSNF_authorized_Jun07.pdf&lt;/a&gt; for the Portland area and if you live elsewhere, check with your local humane society. There are so many animals destroyed every year that it makes me heartsick, and we can all do something to help prevent more precious creatures from meeting that same fate.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-2220805328373967501?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/2220805328373967501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=2220805328373967501' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/2220805328373967501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/2220805328373967501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/05/stray-cats-and-cute-kittens.html' title='Stray cats and cute kittens'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-9210859350550964371</id><published>2007-05-11T07:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T07:49:45.705-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pet food - even more recalls on May 2 and May 3</title><content type='html'>I love animals... A LOT.  I cry when I see an abandoned animal or one that has been injured or killed or abused.  Sometimes I get very angry when people mistreat animals and it is all I can do to keep from screaming at them and becoming violent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;To everyone who has lost a pet or had one get sick from pet food, my heart goes out to you.  I am praying that these contamination issues get resolved quickly and we never see them again.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#ff6600;"&gt;I just read today that if your cat is sick, take him or her immediately to the veterinarian and ask them to do EXTENDED fluid therapy through an IV. &lt;/span&gt; They used to think if the cat did not respond in a couple of days there was no chance of survival but now they have had cases that responded well to more days of IV fluids to flush out the crystals formed in the kidneys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please see the press releases and links to pet food recalled products at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.aspca.org"&gt;http://www.aspca.org&lt;/a&gt;   and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fda.gov/oc/po/firmrecalls/menu05_07.html"&gt;http://www.fda.gov/oc/po/firmrecalls/menu05_07.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please look on your cans of food and bags of dry food and call their 800 numbers to find out if their protein supplement sources (especially rice and wheat) originate in the USA.  All of the contamination SO FAR is thought to have come from China, though that does not mean it could not happen in other countries. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We need to write to our congress people and ask them to pass laws calling for more careful inspection and oversight of pet food manufacturing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please keep checking aspca.org regularly because more information will be available as they are doing scientific investigations and also keeping up on all the recalls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This hits me pretty hard because of my love for animals and the fact that I recently rescued a momma cat and her six kittens and now it is time to adopt them out.  Handing these babies over to their new kitty moms is happy and sad at the same time.  Hug Rover and Fluffy for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-9210859350550964371?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/9210859350550964371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=9210859350550964371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/9210859350550964371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/9210859350550964371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/05/pet-food-even-more-recalls-on-may-2-and.html' title='Pet food - even more recalls on May 2 and May 3'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-4457018716811865385</id><published>2007-05-07T22:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T10:44:45.900-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So now "illegals" shouldn't get good health care?</title><content type='html'>I just read an angry rant about how so many "illegal" women in Dallas get free and excellent medical care when they are pregnant and US citizens don't get anything for free. Well, both of those statements are debateable and highly generalized.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with a small portion of what was said there (you can find the rant on snopes.com) even though I work every day helping some "illegal" patients get free medical care. But the health care system does NOT favor them over truly poor US citizens. Any US citizen who is pregnant cannot be denied medical care, no matter how much money she does or does not earn. Nor can anyone on US soil be denied care in a true emergency situation. A pregnant US citizen may have to prove her income, but if she is poor, she gets the same care the "illegal" women get. The rant said that "illegals" don't even have to prove their income since they don't have Social Security numbers. (By the way, to my knowledge God doesn't make any illegal people.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, it is true that many people from many different countries come here without following the legal process. Did you know that the USA allows only a certain number of Mexicans and Central and South Americans to come here each year, and that quota is a very small number compared to the number of applicants? Also it takes a lot of money and many months or years of bureaucratic red tape to emigrate legally. If a non-US citizen doesn't already have a US employer willing to sponsor her to come here, or an immediate family member to petition for him to come here, s/he cannot legally immigrate here. I have helped people fill out immigration forms and believe me, the process is very complicated. It is not surprising to me hat many poor and desperate people give up on the government's immigration process and come here any way they can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the "illegals" getting great health care in the USA... First, sometimes the poor and vulnerable people of any race or status do NOT get good care in this country. Secondly, I think there are many big problems more worthy of our attention in our health care system in the USA. There is too much overhead and time spent coding and doing paperwork. There are also very high malpractice insurance costs. If we could reduce those, we could greatly reduce the cost to the consumers. Big insurance companies don't want that to happen, though. Doctors, nurses and other medical personnel often spend more time on paperwork and coding than actually caring for patients. And don't even get me started on the huge profits made by drug companies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regardless of all those issues, I don't think we should be upset that "illegals" get good treatment. I think we should be upset that NOT ALL people get good treatment regardless of their race, age, legal status, mental status, or income. In fact, that is what good medical providers strive to do, despite all the obstacles they face each day. The medical organization I work for believes that our mission is to help the poor and vulnerable that other systems have ignored or treated poorly. I enjoy working at a place that really strives to help these people as well as provide excellent care for those who are lucky enough to have insurance and good jobs. That is not to say that my organization is without faults. It is made up of humans, so there is always room for improvement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immigration is a very complicated issue. At the crux of the issue, I know that people don't leave their loved ones and homeland unless their circumstances there are pretty unbearable and they truly want to provide a better life for their families. All of our ancestors were immigrants to this country at one time unless we are Native Americans. And the way those immigrants came and took the land from the natives was neither legal nor humane in many cases. (This is a brutal fact which pains me greatly since many of my predecessors were Native Americans.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I feel all people are children of God, and when they are in need of medical care they should get good care. That is not to say that all our laws and policies are good and fair in this country. Luckily, we all have the power to initiate change. Sadly, very few of us actually do more than complain about the way things are. So, the moral of this story for me? Treat others as you wish to be treated and don't idly stand by and accept injustice as "just the way things are" while you drive your SUV to the mall and to Starbucks every other day. (Sorry but pollution and overconsumption are always on my mind). Finally, I do believe the quote by Rev. Dr. Martin Luther King Jr. - "Injustice anywhere threatens justice everywhere." I hope we will all work for justice and peace wherever we see them lacking.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-4457018716811865385?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/4457018716811865385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=4457018716811865385' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/4457018716811865385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/4457018716811865385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/05/so-called-illegals-get-good-health-care.html' title='So now &quot;illegals&quot; shouldn&apos;t get good health care?'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-5285231459067674636</id><published>2007-01-01T12:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T12:21:24.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new year</title><content type='html'>this is a new year and i am optimistic.  mom has been in the hospital for almost a month now and my family and a whole lot of loved ones and friends are praying for her and i have faith that very soon this year mom will get well and be home with her family and enjoy more happy years with them.  she is only 60 so i believe she deserves more years, and that God will heal her and give her that time here on earth to enjoy her life more fully than ever before.  she has been through so much, but she is very strong and i believe God will bring her through this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for me, i have taken some lessons from her struggle and will take better care of myself this year.  i will also be there reminding my sister to do the same as we may have genetic tendencies towards the same diseases that (combined with other factors) caused all this suffering for mom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thank you God for healing my mom and making my family happy to have her alive and well and back home to share more time with us.  Amen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-5285231459067674636?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/5285231459067674636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=5285231459067674636' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5285231459067674636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/5285231459067674636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2007/01/new-year.html' title='new year'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-110851554015459053</id><published>2005-02-15T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-15T16:59:00.156-08:00</updated><title type='text'>difficulties</title><content type='html'>Hard things are put in our way, not to stop us, but to call out ourcourage and strength.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-110851554015459053?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/110851554015459053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=110851554015459053' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110851554015459053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110851554015459053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2005/02/difficulties.html' title='difficulties'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-110775547087922926</id><published>2005-02-06T21:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-02-06T21:52:32.746-08:00</updated><title type='text'>world blindness</title><content type='html'>Gandhi once said, "An eye for an eye makes the whole world blind."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-110775547087922926?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/110775547087922926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=110775547087922926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110775547087922926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110775547087922926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2005/02/world-blindness.html' title='world blindness'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-110688358197850457</id><published>2005-01-27T19:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-27T19:39:41.976-08:00</updated><title type='text'>be brave</title><content type='html'>If there is one thing upon this earth that mankind loves and admires better than another, it is a brave man, - it is the man who dares to look the devil in the face and tell him he is a devil. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;James A. Garfield&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-110688358197850457?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/110688358197850457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=110688358197850457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110688358197850457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110688358197850457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2005/01/be-brave.html' title='be brave'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-110662138782674407</id><published>2005-01-24T18:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-24T18:49:47.846-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Judge Judy says</title><content type='html'>beauty fades, but dumb is forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(said to 3 "cute" teenage girls who played a "joke" on their friend&lt;br /&gt;which caused $1000.00 worth of damage to his car).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes the judge is very wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-110662138782674407?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/110662138782674407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=110662138782674407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110662138782674407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110662138782674407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2005/01/judge-judy-says.html' title='Judge Judy says'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-110447945802948559</id><published>2004-12-30T23:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T19:28:32.870-08:00</updated><title type='text'>from the book: living sanely in an insane world</title><content type='html'>Quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The grand essentials to happiness in this life are something to do, something to love and something to hope for." -Joseph Addison&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Courage is what it takes to stand up and speak; courage is also what it takes to sit down and listen." -Winston Churchill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Mama exhorted her children at every opportunity to 'jump at the Sun.' We might not land on the sun, but at least we would get off the ground." -Zora Neale Hurston&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face." -Eleanor Roosevelt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I will permit no man to narrow and degrade my soul by making me hate him."&lt;br /&gt;-Booker T. Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Never be haughty to the humble; never be humble to the haughty." -Jefferson Davis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It is never too late to be what you might have been." -George Eliot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony."&lt;br /&gt;-Mohandas Karamchan Gandhi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-110447945802948559?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/110447945802948559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=110447945802948559' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110447945802948559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110447945802948559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/12/from-book-living-sanely-in-insane.html' title='from the book: living sanely in an insane world'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-110437619486511259</id><published>2004-12-29T19:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-29T19:09:54.866-08:00</updated><title type='text'>never surrender </title><content type='html'>for those of us who are still fighting to help right the wrongs of our greedy governments, i submit this website where you can take the pledge to Never Surrender.  so much depends on our staying strong and focused, no matter how many times our hopes are slammed to the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.neversurrender.org"&gt;www.neversurrender.org&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-110437619486511259?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/110437619486511259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=110437619486511259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110437619486511259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110437619486511259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/12/never-surrender.html' title='never surrender '/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-110264022940817181</id><published>2004-12-09T16:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-09T16:57:09.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'>signing petitions</title><content type='html'>i have been keeping up on my virtual activism by going to this site: &lt;a href="http://www.thepetitionsite.com"&gt;www.thepetitionsite.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has made me aware of some more issues, and once you have filled in your info, if you go back to sign another petition, you don't have to retype anything.  it is all pre-filled.  and you can send that particular action item to friends, or even the whole site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not sure how much good it really does, but if the powers that be see that we are more and more aware, i think they will get the message that we are not going to lie down and be rolled over by their idiotic policies anymore.  we are the sleeping giant.  (china really is, but it is waking up)  and we need to wake up.  commercialism keeps up occupied and sleepy so we won't take note and become apalled at the atrocities and unethical things that are happening.  let's wake up and make our voices heard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-110264022940817181?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/110264022940817181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=110264022940817181' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110264022940817181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/110264022940817181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/12/signing-petitions.html' title='signing petitions'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-109297123556406685</id><published>2004-08-19T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-08-19T20:07:15.563-07:00</updated><title type='text'>go camryn go!</title><content type='html'>i was reading the paper the other day - and i really don't do it often, because the news is&lt;br /&gt;generally all bad and depressing, but this time i came across some words of wisdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems that camryn manheim (the one who accepted her Emmy award with arm raised high and the proclamation "this is for all the fat girls!") - well, she came to portland to speak to a group of university students who were involved in theater. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;her main points during a talk she presented were "who are you when you're not acting?"  and "what is going to sustain you as a human being?"  the person with the most confidence in life, wins.  whether you are auditioning for a part or interviewing for a job, you have to "behave" your way to confidence.  a teacher of mine once called this "acting as if it were already true".&lt;br /&gt;well, that is hard for me, because i hate fakers.  i don't want to be a fake.  i have lost friends because of it, but i just have a hard time pretending to be something i am not. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she mentions that people confused her with "fat activists".  now, i myself am a clandestine fat activist, fighting prejudice and challenging it where i find it hidden away and painted as something perfectly acceptable.  because it is not acceptable to judge and discriminate against anyone based on appearance.  we know that and preach that, as a society, but the last bastion of legal prejudice is fat prejudice.  fat people get hired less often than thin people with the same qualifications, and if they do have the luck to get hired, they generally get paid less for the same work.  this used to be true of women and minorities in the workplace, but campaigns were mounted against it, and it has gotten better, but has certainly not been eradicated.  very few are even mounting campaigns against fat prejudice, but i think the time is getting nearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so - she says that her message is a little different.  you don't have to love your size, she says.  i don't wake up every day and say, i am so glad i have these jiggly thighs and sagging parts and my back hurts and i keep having to buy bigger sized clothing that is overpriced and ugly.  no, i don't rejoice in all that, but we do have to love ourselves.  we get mad when someone else treats us poorly, but some of us are meaner to ourselves than the meanest jerk walking down the street.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, why doesn't our society encourage us to wake up every morning and say "i love my body just the way it is today!"  because the american economy would out and out collapse if we all did that!  the economy is based on making us hate our jiggles and wrinkles and sagging parts and less than perfect features, so that we will be compelled to run out and buy creams and pills and potions and contraptions that promise to "fix" our flaws and make us feel oh so happy.  those empty promises don't deliver, but we keep buying and hoping to find that one miracle cure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it takes a lot of courage and strength to say, i am not buying into that crap anymore.  i won't watch it, listen to it, read it, or consume it anymore.  i will speak out against it.  i will tell the truth.  i will love myself and i won't let anyone else tell me what is desirable and beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they put it out there, but we don't have to buy it.  let's boycott the bullcrap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my hat is off to camryn!  thanks for telling the truth and telling the world to wake up.  thanks for reminding us that we have the power to think and feel about ourselves how we wish to think and feel.  nobody can insult us without our permission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and thanks to all the other activists who fight in their own small ways.  to my sis and everyone else i have met who reminds me that i am fine just how i am... you go, girls!  more power to us all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-109297123556406685?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/109297123556406685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=109297123556406685' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/109297123556406685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/109297123556406685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/08/go-camryn-go.html' title='go camryn go!'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-10909054331240854</id><published>2004-07-26T22:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-26T22:17:13.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting restless</title><content type='html'>well, i got through the 100 degree days, bought 2 fans, and spent most of the time in a friend's cool basement.&amp;nbsp; kitty was like a rag doll.&amp;nbsp; he was a bit hyper at my friend's house, though, and used me as a platform for jumping up onto a window sill.&amp;nbsp; so i am scratched and battered, and kitty had to spend a few hours in his gym bag carrier (with little mesh windows on the sides) thinking about the bad thing he had done.&amp;nbsp; he was much more mellow after that little time out, but i doubt he understands a thing about why he was sent there.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i clipped his nails again tonight and this time he did not fight it.&amp;nbsp; i guess he is resigning himself to some of the silly and useless things humans think are necessary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my 2 days off from the man!!!&amp;nbsp; of course they would not give me monday or friday off, but i did get tuesdays and wednesdays off.&amp;nbsp; so when we have those lovely holidays on mondays, i get a five day weekend!&amp;nbsp; now that's what i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i plan to do a little volunteer work, and some paid work so i don't go bankrupt.&amp;nbsp; it will be so nice not to be in a cubicle every day of the week.&amp;nbsp; and i plan to exercise on those days.&amp;nbsp; i have been doing about 2 times a week, and i want to at least double that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw an ad for helping street kids in brazil - in the favelas.&amp;nbsp; i am almost afraid to look into it, for fear i will jump in and do it.&amp;nbsp; i really want to go back to brazil, but don't especially want to hang out in areas where i could get killed.&amp;nbsp; there are very few places like that in brazil, but the slums of Rio, for example, would be one of those few.&amp;nbsp; drugs are the main currency there, and even big name politicians and TV station owners are involved.&amp;nbsp; so it is best not to mess with their world.&amp;nbsp; but i would be interested in having those kids come to a center where i could teach them and learn from them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why am i not content to lead a "normal" life?&amp;nbsp; i never fit in with my families wishes for me, or with my classmates' ideas of an ideal future with hubby and kids and a minivan.&amp;nbsp; (now it would be an SUV, i suppose).&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; i just feel the world is so huge and there is so much to explore and learn, and other cultures seem to have a better handle on living one day at a time, taking it easy and enjoying each moment.&amp;nbsp; of course, life there is less "secure" but what is security, really?&amp;nbsp; people here who have worked 30 years for the same company get pink slips and a new teenager who will accept lower pay comes in to take their place... just one example of this illusion we call security.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-10909054331240854?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/10909054331240854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=10909054331240854' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/10909054331240854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/10909054331240854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/07/getting-restless.html' title='getting restless'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-109055814878881358</id><published>2004-07-22T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T19:31:02.323-08:00</updated><title type='text'>another scorcher</title><content type='html'>today it was about 98 degrees outside and my apartment is about 20 degrees worse.  poor kitty was flopped on his back, belly up, mouth open and panting.  poor fluffy monster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just heard bad news about my sis' back condition.  i wish that something could be done to heal the problem and make the pain go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am almost finished teaching my spanish medical terminology class for this term.  last term was horrible.  the students were very difficult.  i also had bronchitis and pneumonia while i was teaching.  all i wanted to do was sleep through those saturdays.  these students seem like a better group.  after 4 years of doing this, i was about ready to give it up and move on.  it is hard&lt;br /&gt;working a 40 hour cubicle job all week and then teaching all day on saturdays also.  but my boss begged me to stay, in a very flattering way, so i am going to keep teaching but just for 2 terms per year.  4 terms is crazy, and we had been offering the classes every term, not really thinking they would fill up.  but they always did...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am organizing all my cd's - or rather burning my favorite songs onto recordable cd's and then selling or donating the originals.  i need desperately to simply and organize my life.   is anyone else like me - i cannot concentrate on a project if the room is all messy and disorganized.  so i start cleaning and straightening and completely forget about whatever project i needed to concentrate on.  it is a highly evolved form of procrastination!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not been able to make myself exercise in the mornings like i had hoped i would do.  i have only done it once this week.  i am hoping that after i go part time for the man, i will have 2 days off a week to exercise and do some freelance interpreting.  and not have to get up so early in the morning!  and maybe i will figure out my purpose for being on this earth, and how i can make it into a profession i love.  well, a woman can dream, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-109055814878881358?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/109055814878881358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=109055814878881358' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/109055814878881358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/109055814878881358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/07/another-scorcher.html' title='another scorcher'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-109021902998797742</id><published>2004-07-18T23:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-18T23:37:09.986-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bad blogger</title><content type='html'>i guess you could say i am not the most faithful blogger.&amp;nbsp; my own sister called me to see if i was ok since i had not blogged for awhile...&amp;nbsp; i am a procrastinator.&amp;nbsp; just mopped the floor i have been meaning to mop for&amp;nbsp;a week.&amp;nbsp; and it is after 11 pm.&amp;nbsp; my 5 day a week exercise plan is more like 2 or 3 days a week.&amp;nbsp; when i teach classes at a local college, i wait until the last minute to plan them.&amp;nbsp; you get the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;but at least i have marked a few things off of my ever expanding "to do" list.&amp;nbsp; i did finally ask to go part time at my main job, so i can spend less time commuting and stuck in a cubicle.&amp;nbsp; i will do some spanish/english interpreting from home to make up for the salary loss.&amp;nbsp; there is an old folks' home next door to me, so i have thought about volunteering there.&amp;nbsp; so many elders never see any friends or relatives.&amp;nbsp; they are literally forgotten in those homes sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am sad now because i just casually called my nurse friend whom i have known for years.&amp;nbsp; we used to have friday night talks and dinners every week at their house.&amp;nbsp; she is a pediatric neurology nurse and she told me she is very worried about my boyfriend's niece's seizures.&amp;nbsp; i have never heard this nurse say a negative thing in her life - she is always the optimistic one, saying things will turn out fine.&amp;nbsp; she is very religious and trusts that God will take care of us.&amp;nbsp; but this time she sounds doubtful.&amp;nbsp; i could not ask for details, since my b.f. was sitting right beside me.&amp;nbsp; he worries so much about his family members, that i just could not tell him what she said.&amp;nbsp; she felt awful for saying it, and asked me not to share it.&amp;nbsp; but now i am really worried.&amp;nbsp; could she die?&amp;nbsp; a sweet little baby whose parents really wanted her and have done everything possible to give her a wonderful life?&amp;nbsp; it does not seem fair.&amp;nbsp; and what if all the seizures have done irreparable damage to her brain?&amp;nbsp; she used to be alert and doing all the things a 9 month old usually does - now she seems limp and listless.&amp;nbsp; i somehow thought they would adjust all her medicines and she would be fine - and then eventually grow out of the problem as so many children do.&amp;nbsp; but i have seen cases where there is permanent damage, and that is so hard to watch... i cannot even imagine how her parents will feel.&amp;nbsp; all their hopes and dreams for her dashed to pieces.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;i hate to end on that note, but i really need some sleep.&amp;nbsp; i have not been sleeping well at all, with one million thoughts and worries plaguing me as i lay in bed and stare at the dark ceiling and toss and turn all night.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;another week is upon us.&amp;nbsp; i hope things get brighter.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-109021902998797742?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/109021902998797742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=109021902998797742' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/109021902998797742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/109021902998797742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/07/bad-blogger.html' title='bad blogger'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-108926286387808381</id><published>2004-07-07T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-07T22:01:03.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>stop my thoughts</title><content type='html'>i think too much.  my mind is multitasking at all times.  i never just do one thing at a time, and my mind never just thinks one thing at a time.  maybe that is why i cannot fall asleep easily at night, or why i always feel exhausted.  sometimes at work i am thinking of so many other things i don't even really hear what my caller is asking me.  here are all the things i am thinking while i am typing this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to sign up for a salsa dancing class.  i wonder if cha cha's got remodled?  the restaurant upstairs got a new look but is that awful and dangerous dance floor down in the cha cha seciton still the same?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get these mercury fillings out of my teeth, i read lots of info about the harm the mercury does to the body.  it leaks out over time and when you grind your teeth and chew for many years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe that is why i get so many headaches?  i am sure i grind my teeth while i sleep.  i also think i need braces.  i called my dentist twice and they did not even answer the phone or call me back.  why is health insurance so expensive and so bad?  i can't afford to get all my cavities replaced at once though.  this will be a long project. and will i ingest even more mercury as they are drilling the stuff out of my teeth?  and why does it hurt so much to get those anesthesia shots with the 3o inch long needle?  maybe the pain would be better than the shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i read that purified water is not even good for us because we need the minerals in water and they get taken out, so now why did i spend so much on brita filters?  you try to do the best thing for your health and the next day on the news or the internet you hear that the formerly best thing is now a bad thing...  example, low fat low carbs, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why is weight loss so elusive?  why are americans so fat if we have been consuming all this low fat food for the last 10 years?  must be the carbs and portion sizes.  but i cannot eat only meat and cheese, although when i did, i lost weight.  i also got other problems but nobody wants to read about that!  but i love animals and i just can't keep eating them.  it makes me feel horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why do i always have to notice every single poor dead animal on the roads?  why do other people in the car not see them, but i sure do, and it breaks my heart?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so on and so on and so on, it never ever ends, help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-108926286387808381?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/108926286387808381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=108926286387808381' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108926286387808381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108926286387808381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/07/stop-my-thoughts.html' title='stop my thoughts'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-108914252394210115</id><published>2004-07-06T12:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-07-06T12:35:23.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>summer sunshine</title><content type='html'>oh the joys of a 3 day weekend.  that is one of the few good things about working for the government.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-108914252394210115?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/108914252394210115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=108914252394210115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108914252394210115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108914252394210115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/07/summer-sunshine.html' title='summer sunshine'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-108843403655204135</id><published>2004-06-28T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-01-26T19:26:10.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>fear and greed abound. i refuse to participate</title><content type='html'>I had to send this e-mail to one of my relatives today. He and few others of this clan are flag waving pro-military people who insist on sending me e-mails to try to "wake me up"! Well, instead of just deleting them all the time, I decided to answer one today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear XXXXX,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I respect your right to have your opinion, but I am afraid I have to disagree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to keep living in fear. Creating fear is a tactic used by many powerful nations to keep&lt;br /&gt;their people concentrated on that, and not on the injustices that are happening every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The way I see it, wars have been happening since time began, and they have never really solved anything, and they are still happening today. The middle east has been at war since forever, and what have they really gained? And plenty of other countries don't like countries whose foreign policies favor the rich, but ignore and exploit the many poor and suffering people all over this planet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After I travelled to a few countries, usually as a volunteer, helping with literacy and other teaching projects, I came back with a whole new perspective. I learned things from teachers and in books and on the news that nobody ever taught me in school or college over here in my own country. Do you know about all the military actions that were taken in  Central America? Many innocent people were slaughtered. Labeling people "evil" is a very dangerous thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First the communists were all "evil", now it seems we are told to think of middle easterners as evil. I wish I could count how many times the word "evil" has been used in certain politician's speeches. If you say it enough times, people start to believe it is true. That is rule number one of advertising!  I'm not talking rocket science here.  (Lucky for some politicians who can barely speak their own native language properly).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I refuse to label everyone that way, and I don't think in terms of black and white. Most of life is gray. I know very good and kind hearted people from middle eastern countries. I worked with them for six years, because I was an interpreter in an office with people of many different nationalities. I also know a few interpreters from communist countries. They are intelligent and kind and good hearted, also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know some really great people in this country, and some really awful ones, too. Timothy McVeigh was a white terrorist, and there are lots more like him right on "our" own soil (which we took from the natives). All poor, white men are not terrorists, though. Labelling, generalizing and stereotyping any group of people is unfair and dangerous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not saying the USA is not a good place to live. I am very fortunate to have been born here and to have the freedom and opportunities I have had. I am saying, however, that most wars are more about greed and money than anyone really wants to believe. And my heart aches for the poor mothers in other countries who have lost their innocent children, just as it aches for the young American soldiers who have gone over there to serve their country, and come back in wooden boxes that we were not allowed to see on TV. I cry for their mothers and loved ones over here just as much as the ones over there.  All humans feel the same anger, grief and loss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I may be the only member of my extended family who feels this way. I am just being honest.  I think my immediate family feels much the same as I do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am asking that you just take a moment to pray on this (yes, I am deeply spiritual, and I pray a lot). Why do all those people in other countries really hate us? They don't hate you and me because "we are free". They hate the idealogies of our leaders. They hate the greed we have and what our leaders are willing to do to others to keep amassing more wealth and power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also respectfully ask that you don't send me more e-mails about fear and war. They make me sad. I see and hear that every day in the corporate owned media, and even on the independent stations i listen to. I am trying to concentrate on the good. I want to hear more about programs and policies that promote justice and peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks, and take care,&lt;br /&gt;your crazy relative&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-108843403655204135?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/108843403655204135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=108843403655204135' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108843403655204135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108843403655204135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/06/fear-and-greed-abound-i-refuse-to.html' title='fear and greed abound. i refuse to participate'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-108794838583790080</id><published>2004-06-22T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-22T16:53:05.836-07:00</updated><title type='text'>brazilian travels - minas gerais, são paulo</title><content type='html'>some notes from a travelogue i wrote while teaching english&lt;br /&gt;in brazil in 2000 - 2001:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was able to travel during easter weekend because we had saturday and monday off.  (i normally work monday-friday and 6 hours on sat. so extensive travel is impossible).  i was invited by a family to join them in a trip to the vast state of minas gerais.  the name means general mines and indeed there are silver, gold and other metals there, plus precious and semi-precious stones such as emerald and amethyst.  this was the main area that the portuguese explored and exploited during their conquest of brazil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the scenery in minas gerais is fantastic.  miles and miles of green hills and mountains, like pictures i have seen of ireland.  raising cows is the main economic activity, and the region is well known for its cheeses.  we stayed on a farm that is 250 years old.  our rooms were rustic but decent.  the main house was beautiful, with all kinds of antiques and oddities collected over the years.  90% of all the food served to the hotel guests is produced on the farm.  we ate 3 delicious meals a day in their dining room.  we got to talk with other families that were staing there also.  one little boy "Caio" (pronounced kigh-oh) was talking to us so much that i thought he was a relative of one of the people in our group!  he wasn't.  this family i went with is quite large, and aunts, uncles, brothers, cousins, grandmas all came, in about 5 separate cars.  i wonder if people from different parties all hang out together and talk after dinner in bed and breakfast inns in the USA?  anyway, this was really a nice atmosphere. like having a huge family gathering - which i have never had, since my family is rather small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at this hotel/farm, there were horses, but we did not have time to ride them.  we drove 1.5 hours to são paulo, then 7 more hours to this farm in minas gerais.  on the way home, there was so much traffic going back into são paulo that we spent an extra 2 hours just driving the last 100 km into the city.  ugh.  i tried to keep us entertained with songs and stories and jokes.  we were literally sitting still without moving an inch for 15-30 minutes at a time.  then we would advance a bit, and then sit still some more.  people were selling water and soft drinks and popcorn, etc, on the highway!  very enterprising individuals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i digress - back to the hotel in minas gerais - there were about 6 different waterfalls near the farm.  we would drive on dirt and rock roads, very bumpy with some big holes/gouges in the road, then we would park the truck and hike to a waterfall.  the great thing was that the hikes were fairly short, and you could walk right into the waterfalls!  people swam in the pools at the bottom of the falls, although the water was very cold.  i even went down a natural waterslide made of smooth rock!  i slid down a waterfall!  when the group told me we were going to do this, i said "no way".  i had visions of my shorts and legs getting ripped apart by sharp rocks... but it turned out to be incredibly smooth rock because of years water flowing over it.  i had a great time.  i took lots of pictures, but they never seem to do justice to the incredible beauty of nature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the town near the farm is called carrancas; the name means "ugly faces" which is because there was a rock formation that looked like 2 people making scary faces at each other.  the northerners carve statues of these ugly-faced people and put them on the sterns of their boats to scare away evil spirits. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after leaving carrancas, we decided to stop in são thomé das letras, which is known to be a mystical town where spiritual people from all over go to bask in the energy. they have seen ufo's there, and the whole town seems to be made of stone.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, i did not even get to take any pictures because the elderly man who was driving our car was sick and tired of dirt roads and the rocks damaging the underside of his new car (a VW Golf, which is not made for dirt road driving).  we had spent about 6 hours on paved and dirt roads to get to this town, then we just got a coke and some bread and he insisited we leave right away.  there WERE a ton of people in the streets.  it looked like woodstock all over again.  tie dyes and birkenstocks.  people had tents up everywhere.  i would have liked to have stayed long enough to take some pictures of the stone church and the pyramid, and to talk to some of these characters, but we had to rush off.  why?  for another 9 hours of driving to get back to são paulo, of course!!  i did talk briefly to one shop owner and bought a few postcards and tiny stone houses.  he was argentinian, and had come there for a visit, and never left.  he has lived there for 4 years, and says he is enchanted by the place.  sadly, i don't think i will ever get to go back there, 'cause most people don't like to drive on those dirt roads.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-108794838583790080?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/108794838583790080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=108794838583790080' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108794838583790080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108794838583790080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/06/brazilian-travels-minas-gerais-so.html' title='brazilian travels - minas gerais, são paulo'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-108788058309721927</id><published>2004-06-21T21:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T22:03:03.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming in peace</title><content type='html'>went for a swim tonight to cool off and get a bit of exercise.  it was peaceful out in the ccol water, with nobody else around.  gave kitty a little bath when i got back into the sauna-like apartment.  kitty ended up giving me a bath.  he "hugged" me like fuzz on velcro after he got sopping wet.  he was not really in a bath sort of mood.  but i bet he is cool and refreshed now.  kitty just bit my foot in appreciation.  ah, the joy of pets.  he's busy re-bathing himself to show he can do it better than any human ever could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been doing lots of research about kitties.  i tried the raw meat diet for him this morning.  he looked at me like i was crazy and walked away from the ground turkey.  i guess i will have to cook it for him and see if he will eat it.  the thing is, most cat foods are full of stuff they don't really need.  what cats in the wild would eat corn meal or ash?  grains are generally the main ingredient in commercial foods.  and i read that they can even be moldy or otherwise unfit for human consumption,&lt;br /&gt;but it is still legal to put them in pet foods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did teach kitty to use the toilet.  there is no more litter box in my home.  he goes&lt;br /&gt;in a mixing bowl that sits in the toilet bowl.  i just dump it out and flush.  sounds icky but less so than cleaning a litter box all the time.  the next step is when i take out the mixing bowl and hope he keeps using the toidy.  not sure how that will go over, though.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds fun, writing about your kitty at 10 pm, eh?  i really need some hobbies.  i am taking a portuguese class tomorrow.  the teacher is brazilian and she is very intelligent and well read, and we talk about interesting subjects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i should be off to bed so i can get up and serve "the man" again tomorrow.  did i tell you my head boss is dubya?  well, i am not that proud of it, so i usually don't mention it.  i am hoping to just serve the man part time and do other things to occupy my mind and pad my checking account - i will be talking to my supervisor about this soon.  wish me luck...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-108788058309721927?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/108788058309721927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=108788058309721927' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108788058309721927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108788058309721927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/06/swimming-in-peace.html' title='swimming in peace'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-108783847564488103</id><published>2004-06-21T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T10:21:15.643-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday monday</title><content type='html'>so, the weekend was dreadfully hot, and i love sunshine, but i have no air conditioner in my car or home, so i melted and had migraines all weekend.  i still managed to go and see some old friends from a previous job on friday night, though.  also saw my dear sister and her lovely kids saturday and sunday at dad's little father's day celebration.  on saturday i sat for 3 hours through a brain hurting session about buying timeshare vacations.  i got the free trip to las vegas, though.  i have never been there as an adult, and want to see those incredible hotels and eat at the supposedly great buffets.  i don't gamble, but i would enjoy a trip lack that to get me away from the winter doldrums in october or so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-108783847564488103?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-108742283639590160</id><published>2004-06-16T14:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-16T20:23:50.406-07:00</updated><title type='text'>emotional days</title><content type='html'>yesterday i was exhausted.  not physically, but emotionally.  first, a colleague of mine lost his 23 year old son in iraq.  the memorial service was partially televised, and it was so strange to see my coworker and his wife sitting there dressed in black, with a folded flag on their laps, looking stunned and pained at the same time.  the war has always angered me, but it has hit even closer to home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i got news that my partner's newborn neice is in the emergency room for seizures.  she is only 6 months old.  i used to work at a university hospital, so i know the terrifying procedures that can be done to a patient when docs are trying to rule out different illnesses.  i was calling on my cell phone throughout the day to receive reports of how things were going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the latest news is that she's feeling better, but undergoing another 24 hours of brain wave testing today.  they have ruled out meningitis and epilepsy, she has no fevers, so they are really stumped.  today she had a whole bunch of short seizures, which they captured on tape and with electrical measurements.  i only hope she will grow out of this as children with seizures sometimes do.  her mom and dad were frantic, now they are just plain worried and weary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got so upset when my new indoor kitten (tiger) jumped off my 2nd story deck and disappeared outside for half an hour - it really makes me think... it is so much more intense when it is your human baby suffering or lost or sick.  i am not sure i could bear it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-108742283639590160?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/feeds/108742283639590160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7240963&amp;postID=108742283639590160' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108742283639590160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7240963/posts/default/108742283639590160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sharymannon.blogspot.com/2004/06/emotional-days.html' title='emotional days'/><author><name>Shanny</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7240963.post-108666979419959056</id><published>2004-06-07T21:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2004-06-21T09:47:40.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'>honoring the departed president</title><content type='html'>i guess it is time for me to finally make the leap onto the blog scene, and what a handy time to do so.  now, i don't speak ill of the dead, and hopefully not of the living, but all this beatification of mr. reagan on every t.v. channel, numerous websites, and even e-mails they spoon-feed me at work...well it has just gotten me thinking i must live in an alternate universe inside my own head.  because, i have nothing against the man, as a person, but his deeds speak volumes!  and most americans either can't or won't remember -or never even knew about the atrocities he committed in central america, not to mention on our own soil.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does iran/contra trading arms for weapons ring any bells?  or nicaraguans being killed by US trained and funded death squads?  how about ollie north and mr. president's famous defense of "i don't recall"?  i wish i could not recall all the dumb and hurtful things i have done.  yet i have the warped capability of not being able to remember a movie i watched a few months ago, yet having sharp and clear images and soundbites playing over and over in my mind about every mistake i have ever made in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selective memory, like selective hearing - presents an unbalanced view of the actual events.  and americans today have a mindset of see no evil, hear no evil, don't want to know, don't burst my bubble containing the "we are the heroes" banner.  if they were ever informed of the school budget cuts, tax cuts for the rich, social program cuts for the poor, NON trickle down economic policies, apartheid supporting, war supporting, cocaine importing ways of mr. reagan in the first place, then they have conveniently set those memories aside and replaced them with happy images of romance and the sprawling california ranch and a good old happy smiling cowboy.  just a simple actor turned politico who stood for all things good and godly.  right.  well, america, you are scaring me.  please wake up before november, because i really cannot survive four more years with a good ol' boy who can't pronounce "nuclear" but still attends meetings where he defends the use of smaller "nuke u lar" weapons.  they are just little tiny instruments of mass destruction - no harm there, right?  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our young men and innocent civilians over there are suffering and dying for oil and greed and politics, and a grudge against the "evildoers" who tried to kill his pa.  but that is just too harsh a reality to bear for most of us.  the sugar coating is so much prettier and more palatable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so now that you think i am a raving, right winged, tree huggin' revolutionary who would like to truly see "no child left behind" and the kids in appalachia or right here in portland not going hungry, and our natural environment preserved, and a real democracy where a majority of people actually would vote, and women and children and minorities and homeless people and all of us being valued equally...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder if you'll dare to read on about my travels around the world, including this country we call "our own" (since we took it from the natives fair and square), and what i have learned from all of these experiences... judge me not, lest you wanna be judged, too.  why can't we all just get along?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7240963-108666979419959056?l=sharymannon.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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