Thursday, July 8, 2010
ASPCA | Free and Low-Cost Spay/Neuter Database
ASPCA | Free and Low-Cost Spay/Neuter Database: "- Sent using Google Toolbar"
Kyron Horman....where is he?
LOOK AT MY FACE! LOOK FOR ME! HELP ME GET HOME!
http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2010/06/25/earlyshow/main6617351.shtml
http://www.oregonlive.com/portland/index.ssf/2010/06/kyron_hormans_parents_reveal_n.html
My heart just breaks for the family of this little boy. I am appalled that it happens way too often, a child going missing. What is this world coming to? I pray he is found safely, I pray for his family, may they have strength and hope. I cannot even begin to imagine the hell that this must be for them. Please lift them and Kyron in your prayers and share his picture with everyone you know.
http://www.cbsnews.com/stories/2010/06/25/earlyshow/main6617351.shtml
http://www.oregonlive.com/portland/index.ssf/2010/06/kyron_hormans_parents_reveal_n.html
My heart just breaks for the family of this little boy. I am appalled that it happens way too often, a child going missing. What is this world coming to? I pray he is found safely, I pray for his family, may they have strength and hope. I cannot even begin to imagine the hell that this must be for them. Please lift them and Kyron in your prayers and share his picture with everyone you know.
Thursday, July 1, 2010
Florida: Prevent Animal Suffering, Support Spay/Neuter Funding! - Take Action Today @ The Animal Rescue Site
Florida: Prevent Animal Suffering, Support Spay/Neuter Funding! - Take Action Today @ The Animal Rescue Site
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Share this with your friends, anyone who'll sign and pass it on. SHARE THIS!
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
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Friday, April 2, 2010
Will you be the voice for a child today?
■ According to the National Center for Missing and Exploited Children, 800,000 children younger than 18 go missing each year, or an average of more than 2,000 children reported missing each day.
■ Of those kids, an estimated 200,000 were abducted by family members, while 58,000 children were abducted by nonfamily members.
■ Only 115 children were the victims of “stereotypical” kidnapping. These crimes involve someone the child does not know, or knows only slightly, who holds the child overnight, transports the child 50 miles or more, kills the child, demands ransom, or intends to keep the child permanently.
To be the voice for a child, to help bring a lost or missing child home. Are we not here to help each other? What happened to being more than neighbors? what happened to being friends? Looking out for one another because you had a big heart? So many children, and adults too, go missing each day. It makes me so mad and makes my heart ache that with the number of people on this earth that no one has seen these individuals. And I wonder if anyone really looks anymore. If you see a child alone in the store do you walk away? Do you pretend you didn't see? I can't do that, I have to stay there until someone comes back. I really don't give a damn if someone thinks I'm nuts because I'm there. If it helps keep their child safe I'm all for it. Maybe if people would actually still believe that the children are our next generation, OUR FUTURE, and treat them as such by looking after them no matter where you are then the world might be a better place. Then again maybe I'm just a meddling mother myself whose scared at the rising numbers of missing kids and teens that just seemingly drop off the face of the earth.
Nah that's not it, I think it's really shitty that Sarah Jane or Little Mikey can just disappear and not be seen. Open your damn eyes people, somebody saw them, somewhere! Stand up and be a role model for the next generation! Don't cower behind your cell phone with your blinders on like some damn fool.
Just remember the next generation will be taking care of you in your old age.
How do you want to be treated?
■ Of those kids, an estimated 200,000 were abducted by family members, while 58,000 children were abducted by nonfamily members.
■ Only 115 children were the victims of “stereotypical” kidnapping. These crimes involve someone the child does not know, or knows only slightly, who holds the child overnight, transports the child 50 miles or more, kills the child, demands ransom, or intends to keep the child permanently.
To be the voice for a child, to help bring a lost or missing child home. Are we not here to help each other? What happened to being more than neighbors? what happened to being friends? Looking out for one another because you had a big heart? So many children, and adults too, go missing each day. It makes me so mad and makes my heart ache that with the number of people on this earth that no one has seen these individuals. And I wonder if anyone really looks anymore. If you see a child alone in the store do you walk away? Do you pretend you didn't see? I can't do that, I have to stay there until someone comes back. I really don't give a damn if someone thinks I'm nuts because I'm there. If it helps keep their child safe I'm all for it. Maybe if people would actually still believe that the children are our next generation, OUR FUTURE, and treat them as such by looking after them no matter where you are then the world might be a better place. Then again maybe I'm just a meddling mother myself whose scared at the rising numbers of missing kids and teens that just seemingly drop off the face of the earth.
Nah that's not it, I think it's really shitty that Sarah Jane or Little Mikey can just disappear and not be seen. Open your damn eyes people, somebody saw them, somewhere! Stand up and be a role model for the next generation! Don't cower behind your cell phone with your blinders on like some damn fool.
Just remember the next generation will be taking care of you in your old age.
How do you want to be treated?
Sunday, February 7, 2010
LIfe
Well after a lengthy and troubled computer down time I am back online. During the lengthy downtime I discovered that I need a new hard drive. It's on it's way now and I have reformatted so I have a temporary PC in this one. I have no clue what happened and won't even begin to pretend otherwise.
I wish I could say that this was the only thing that's hit the fan these past few weeks. But it's not. My Aunt called me frantic on a Saturday morning to tell me that my mom was on her way to the ER, she thinks it's a heart-attack. I am home with all four kids and no way to get there, I panic. I called my MIL who agreed to take me to the hospital and watch the two youngest kids, me taking the oldest two with me. I then proceed to make my way through the house to get dressed, I made trips to the basement and the closet without retrieving any clothing in my panicked state. I remembered that if my husband woke up to find the house empty he'd worry. So I think I can keep it together enough to let him know we'll be gone for a bit. WRONG! He's the calm one, remember that. I lean over his unaware sleeping form and the words that come out of my mouth are not those I had planned on saying. "Don't Panic!" I hear myself very nearly yell. His eyes shot open and he was up, for sure. I then break down into tears. "My mom is on her way to the ER. She thinks she's having a heart attack." (Mind you my mom is on chemo for cancer right now too. Has severe asthma, high blood pressure, and high potassium.) "Your mom is dropping me and the two oldest kids at the ER and she's taking the two little ones." He sits up and scrubs his face, "Just leave them all here, I"m up now."
"No, go back to sleep." I tell him and he shakes his head at me, knowing I"m panicking.
"Leave them here and let mom drop you off, call me and let me know what's going on once you find out."
At this point I"m still not dressed, in my jammies. I call his mom and give her the change in deets, I toss on jeans and a shirt, grab my purse and hub's cell and boom I'm ready.
My MIL arrives and tells me to get the two little ones dressed, she'll take them to her house anyways. That way if my hubs can go back to sleep he can doze on the couch while the two oldest ones play a video game.
Twenty minutes later I"m at the ER entrance waiting for my mom. I was waiting when she arrived and she kept me with her the whole time she back there.
All in all I spent 8 hours at the ER, she had pneumonia, they were great with her. I was back there trying to take her mind off being scared. I managed to get a few laughs out of her. I went out let my family know what the docs were doing and she made me promise to come back. She was so scared. Her right side was so bad with pneumonia that it had caused the extreme pain she was having. They admitted her and kept her for a few days. She is still recovering but at home now. We talk everyday, as always. We gossip about our family, anything to get a laugh out of her. I'm too young to be without my mommy. (Sounds silly I know, but it's true.) I love you mommy.
I wish I could say that this was the only thing that's hit the fan these past few weeks. But it's not. My Aunt called me frantic on a Saturday morning to tell me that my mom was on her way to the ER, she thinks it's a heart-attack. I am home with all four kids and no way to get there, I panic. I called my MIL who agreed to take me to the hospital and watch the two youngest kids, me taking the oldest two with me. I then proceed to make my way through the house to get dressed, I made trips to the basement and the closet without retrieving any clothing in my panicked state. I remembered that if my husband woke up to find the house empty he'd worry. So I think I can keep it together enough to let him know we'll be gone for a bit. WRONG! He's the calm one, remember that. I lean over his unaware sleeping form and the words that come out of my mouth are not those I had planned on saying. "Don't Panic!" I hear myself very nearly yell. His eyes shot open and he was up, for sure. I then break down into tears. "My mom is on her way to the ER. She thinks she's having a heart attack." (Mind you my mom is on chemo for cancer right now too. Has severe asthma, high blood pressure, and high potassium.) "Your mom is dropping me and the two oldest kids at the ER and she's taking the two little ones." He sits up and scrubs his face, "Just leave them all here, I"m up now."
"No, go back to sleep." I tell him and he shakes his head at me, knowing I"m panicking.
"Leave them here and let mom drop you off, call me and let me know what's going on once you find out."
At this point I"m still not dressed, in my jammies. I call his mom and give her the change in deets, I toss on jeans and a shirt, grab my purse and hub's cell and boom I'm ready.
My MIL arrives and tells me to get the two little ones dressed, she'll take them to her house anyways. That way if my hubs can go back to sleep he can doze on the couch while the two oldest ones play a video game.
Twenty minutes later I"m at the ER entrance waiting for my mom. I was waiting when she arrived and she kept me with her the whole time she back there.
All in all I spent 8 hours at the ER, she had pneumonia, they were great with her. I was back there trying to take her mind off being scared. I managed to get a few laughs out of her. I went out let my family know what the docs were doing and she made me promise to come back. She was so scared. Her right side was so bad with pneumonia that it had caused the extreme pain she was having. They admitted her and kept her for a few days. She is still recovering but at home now. We talk everyday, as always. We gossip about our family, anything to get a laugh out of her. I'm too young to be without my mommy. (Sounds silly I know, but it's true.) I love you mommy.
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