Yeah Daddy!

This morning at the crack of dawn I went down to the social security office to correct my birthdate (whoever initially typed it had a 2 instead of 5). I was second in line outside the door and made the mistake of saying good morning to the older gentleman ahead of me. For 45 minutes I had got to listen to one of southern Georgia's "good ole boys" discuss the woes of the good ol' USA. Taxes, immigration, government, cell phones, Mexicans. Oh, good lord it was a long 45 minutes.

"Yer taxed on yer money and they take more tax on yer retirement."

"Them Mexicans just comin' o'er the border, no legal nothin' 'bout 'em." (dirty look to the Mexican family joining the line).

"They take our farmland to build houses for these people and then how'r we gonna git our food?"

Quite frankly I think people who complain about this, need to re-evaluate all the things they do have. I will pay taxes all day, everyday to live in a country where I am free to love, live, marry and have children with whomever I want. The freedom to say what I want without risking the lives of myself or my family; my safety from daily horrors like torture, genocide, gang rape by soldiers; my ability to work and study as I choose, are worth more than any amount of money the government can take from my check (well, Ron's check :) hee hee). I told this man as politely as I could, he should be grateful for his freedom to complain about these things and thankful that he doesn't live in say North Korea or Darfur, Congo or Rwanda perhaps. Anyway....

This afternoon, Ella and I went with Ron to his old office to see him presented with an award and a medal. Yeah Daddy!! It's always nice to see Ron's old co-workers and we are soooooo proud of him. How handsome is he!
"We love you, Daddy!"


√ Fix window sensor
Get Ella's ear's pierced
Grandma's 3-day walk
√ Hire property manager
Ella's urology appointment
Ella's prescription refills
Pedicure and manicure
Haircut and highlights
Pack Ella's Clothes
Pack suitcases
√ Social Security Office