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Ready to start my new JOB in the morning!
The "Big Event" at Center Grove Baptist church today was wonderful! Almost 1000 in attendance! Had 3 overflow rooms full plus sanctuary! The new lobby area is wonderful ,so open and greatly expanded! Love it! Sanctuary was painted and all new chairs brought in too!Lunch on the grounds was good too! Lots of fellowship going on!
Next few weeks will be busy!
Dixie Classic Fair coming in 3 Fridays! Oct.2-11th!!
Morgan, if you read this...are you coming home that first weekend to go to fair??
The "Big Event" at Center Grove Baptist church today was wonderful! Almost 1000 in attendance! Had 3 overflow rooms full plus sanctuary! The new lobby area is wonderful ,so open and greatly expanded! Love it! Sanctuary was painted and all new chairs brought in too!Lunch on the grounds was good too! Lots of fellowship going on!
Next few weeks will be busy!
Dixie Classic Fair coming in 3 Fridays! Oct.2-11th!!
Morgan, if you read this...are you coming home that first weekend to go to fair??
Today, I Overdid It
After finding moldy bagels this morning and making an unproductive Circuit City venture (they had exactly what I needed, but not for a Mac, I overdid it with the desserts.
"Mac Enthusiast" which I've never been to was closed, so I went to the Apple Store at the Grove. On the way there I got my favorite:
1. Marzipan Bone
A lady got a pumpkin tart and I wanted it so bad. But then I saw a
2. Swedish Macaroon Cake (pics to come soon). Obviously, I was good and decided to get the Pumpkin Tart next time.
I found what I needed at the Mac store and the items seemed to be cheaper than their PC counterparts.
So I went to the Cheesecake Factory and decided on the Carmel Pecan Turtle Cheesecake, because I had saved money. When I walked up (a flight of stairs) to the counter, it seemed the items on display were different than what was on their menu. It was okay, because I got their:
3. Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Cheesecake.
On the way back, I saw Bob's Donuts. In fact, the next time I went to The Grove, I was going to go to Bob's, because they are supposed to be the #1 Donut shop in L.A. So I stopped and got a
4. New Orleans Beignet! The deal of the night. Not only from a top rated donut shop, but the total came to $.95!!
I decided that since I had saved so much and since you only live once it would be an absolute waste not to go back to my favorite place to get the
5. Pumpkin Tart!!!!!!!!!!!
The story has a happy ending. You see, I am not going to eat all the desserts in one night. However, learning a lesson from the moldy bagels, I am planning to eat these desserts quite soon!
(don't even ask me to explain how last night I ordered Lychee and ate a candy bar at work today)
I must have the sweetest tooth in the world. Cavity time.
"Mac Enthusiast" which I've never been to was closed, so I went to the Apple Store at the Grove. On the way there I got my favorite:
1. Marzipan Bone
A lady got a pumpkin tart and I wanted it so bad. But then I saw a
2. Swedish Macaroon Cake (pics to come soon). Obviously, I was good and decided to get the Pumpkin Tart next time.
I found what I needed at the Mac store and the items seemed to be cheaper than their PC counterparts.
So I went to the Cheesecake Factory and decided on the Carmel Pecan Turtle Cheesecake, because I had saved money. When I walked up (a flight of stairs) to the counter, it seemed the items on display were different than what was on their menu. It was okay, because I got their:
3. Chocolate Chip Cookie Dough Cheesecake.
On the way back, I saw Bob's Donuts. In fact, the next time I went to The Grove, I was going to go to Bob's, because they are supposed to be the #1 Donut shop in L.A. So I stopped and got a
4. New Orleans Beignet! The deal of the night. Not only from a top rated donut shop, but the total came to $.95!!
I decided that since I had saved so much and since you only live once it would be an absolute waste not to go back to my favorite place to get the
5. Pumpkin Tart!!!!!!!!!!!
The story has a happy ending. You see, I am not going to eat all the desserts in one night. However, learning a lesson from the moldy bagels, I am planning to eat these desserts quite soon!
(don't even ask me to explain how last night I ordered Lychee and ate a candy bar at work today)
I must have the sweetest tooth in the world. Cavity time.
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I have another blog on the InterTubes and I posted this last year. And I thought I'd post it here, too. Because I hope to meet him before I die. And there are aunts and uncles and cousins who want to meet him, too.
If you were adopted and born on 8/17/73, in Hinsdale, Illinois, you can get your original birth certificate from the state. And if, on that birth certificate, you see these names, Trojanowski or Trzos, then you can email me at <thebratland@yahoo.com>. I hope you find this site. I hope you email me. I'll be watching.
[The Boy, by the way, is a guy I met and lived with from 1998 to 2007.]
~August 17, 1973~
I am a mother.
OK... I'm a mother times TWO.
And maybe today is the day to talk about my first child. Because I have never hidden the fact that I had a child that I gave up for adoption.
When I first started talking to The Boy via Instant Messages, I told him about the fact that I had given a child [a boy] up for adoption when I was just a [wee] lassie.
Because when you've 'done that' you learn that some people think you are some kind of freak. I kid you not.
And before I became really good friends with The Boy I wanted to know right away if he thought I was some kind of freak.
He didn't.
So, we became friends.
You see, I never kept it a secret because I always wanted the child I gave birth to to be able to find me. And I foresaw the danger of keeping his existence a secret.
How would I have explained it to people otherwise?
That's not how I am.
If you want me, you take my baggage, too.
And I've been extremely blessed in that regard. I truly have not had one man walk out on me because of it. Either they are wonderful men, or [I'm rather more inclined to believe] I am an extraordinary woman.
Oh, yes I am.
But I digress.
Almost six years after giving birth to a boy, I gave birth to a daughter. And when she was old enough to really understand things, I let her know that I had given birth to a child with a different man and I had 'given him away' to people who could take care of him and give him things that I could not.
I must have done a superb job because my daughter never felt in danger of being 'given away' or abandoned, or any of that other shit that people tell you will happen to your kids.
My daughter is, at this writing, 28 years old. And if the boy I gave birth to knocked on my door tomorrow, no one in my life would say, "OH MY GOD YOU NEVER TOLD ME."
And The Boy would let him in and treat him like his own, or at least one of my family, and he would never raise an eyebrow.
And he would be happy for me.
Not that I lose sleep over this, folks. I don't.
While that baby was growing in my belly I kept telling myself that I was growing him for someone else because I KNEW that there was no way that I could give that child a decent life AT THE TIME.
And I knew, thanks to someone close to me [who shall remain nameless, although she knows who she is] that an adopted child is as loved as a child who is flesh and blood to the people adopting.
No, it wasn't an 'open adoption' although I knew the names of the people who adopted my child. [Notice I do not say 'my son'? I'll get back to that.]
When I got pregnant, I was a junior in high school. And BACK THEN, pregnant girls were not allowed to stay in school. So I didn't graduate high school.
Years later, when my daughter was a sophomore in high school, she was talking about dropping out of school, and I told her she couldn't.
And she said to me, "YOU DID!"
And although there were extenuating circumstances for me dropping out of school, I realized I had no excuse anymore.
So I got my G.E.D.
Then I got this crazy idea that maybe, just maybe, I COULD GO TO COLLEGE!
And I did.
Now, I'm not gonna get into college life except to say this: It got me onto the Interwebs. And I thought maybe, just maybe, I could put my info OUT THERE and make it easier for the child I had put up for adoption to find me.
And I've done that.
The bad part is that the really popular sites for adoptees looking for their birth parents are sites that make you pay a [hefty] yearly fee to keep your info on the site, and I've never been wealthy enough to be able to do that.
But I have found plenty of other sites and have 'registered' with them.
I just want to give him a chance if he is trying to find me.
Because there are, I'm sure, reasons to find me. Like the health history of his birth family.
But I don't call him My Son for a couple of reasons.
And some of those reasons are:
A mother is someone who changes your shitty diapers.
A mother is someone who sits up with you when you are sick and changes the sheets you puked on in the middle of the night.
A mother goes through the chicken pox with you.
A mother teaches you to tie your shoes.
A mother finds ways to teach you how to eat and like vegetables, even peas.
A mother cries when she sends you off to kindergarten.
A mother teaches you how to say "Daddy" when she would much rather you said "Mommy".
A mother delights in watching you roll over for the first time.
A mother lets you touch bugs.
A mother lets you taste dirt.
A mother gives you pots to bang on with spoons and thinks you make beautiful music.
A mother teaches you not to pull on the kitty's tail or bite the puppy's ears.
A mother holds you when you are hurt and kisses your boo-boos.
A mother looks at a crayon drawing and declares it is the most beautiful thing she has ever seen as she puts it on the refrigerator.
A mother exclaims that you are growing "like a weed".
A mother thinks dandelions are the most beautiful flowers EVER.
A mother sees you through graduations and proms and driving lessons and weird haircuts and pierced ears and wet dreams and periods and friends who are being mean to you.
A mother buries pets in the back yard with you and gives you ice cream afterwards.
I was never a Mother to the child I gave away.
I never did any of these things with the child who went away from me after I made sure he had all his fingers and toes and was ABSOLUTELY PERFECT.
And I may never meet him this side of Heaven, and I'm resigned to that. I don't get maudlin and get drunk over it.
But I will admit that sometimes, like tonight, I stop and say a prayer for him, wherever he is, and I say to God, "Oh, please, just let him be HAPPY."
Because when it comes down to it, isn't that all we want for our kids? All we want for those that we love?
I think it is.
And for that Someone who is Somewhere Out There, here's a birthday song for you: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MSyRFLlYnWI
Because I Know You're Out There Somewhere.
Happy 34th birthday. I hope it's a great one for you.
.
If you were adopted and born on 8/17/73, in Hinsdale, Illinois, you can get your original birth certificate from the state. And if, on that birth certificate, you see these names, Trojanowski or Trzos, then you can email me at <thebratland@yahoo.com>. I hope you find this site. I hope you email me. I'll be watching.
[The Boy, by the way, is a guy I met and lived with from 1998 to 2007.]
~August 17, 1973~
I am a mother.
OK... I'm a mother times TWO.
And maybe today is the day to talk about my first child. Because I have never hidden the fact that I had a child that I gave up for adoption.
When I first started talking to The Boy via Instant Messages, I told him about the fact that I had given a child [a boy] up for adoption when I was just a [wee] lassie.
Because when you've 'done that' you learn that some people think you are some kind of freak. I kid you not.
And before I became really good friends with The Boy I wanted to know right away if he thought I was some kind of freak.
He didn't.
So, we became friends.
You see, I never kept it a secret because I always wanted the child I gave birth to to be able to find me. And I foresaw the danger of keeping his existence a secret.
How would I have explained it to people otherwise?
That's not how I am.
If you want me, you take my baggage, too.
And I've been extremely blessed in that regard. I truly have not had one man walk out on me because of it. Either they are wonderful men, or [I'm rather more inclined to believe] I am an extraordinary woman.
Oh, yes I am.
But I digress.
Almost six years after giving birth to a boy, I gave birth to a daughter. And when she was old enough to really understand things, I let her know that I had given birth to a child with a different man and I had 'given him away' to people who could take care of him and give him things that I could not.
I must have done a superb job because my daughter never felt in danger of being 'given away' or abandoned, or any of that other shit that people tell you will happen to your kids.
My daughter is, at this writing, 28 years old. And if the boy I gave birth to knocked on my door tomorrow, no one in my life would say, "OH MY GOD YOU NEVER TOLD ME."
And The Boy would let him in and treat him like his own, or at least one of my family, and he would never raise an eyebrow.
And he would be happy for me.
Not that I lose sleep over this, folks. I don't.
While that baby was growing in my belly I kept telling myself that I was growing him for someone else because I KNEW that there was no way that I could give that child a decent life AT THE TIME.
And I knew, thanks to someone close to me [who shall remain nameless, although she knows who she is] that an adopted child is as loved as a child who is flesh and blood to the people adopting.
No, it wasn't an 'open adoption' although I knew the names of the people who adopted my child. [Notice I do not say 'my son'? I'll get back to that.]
When I got pregnant, I was a junior in high school. And BACK THEN, pregnant girls were not allowed to stay in school. So I didn't graduate high school.
Years later, when my daughter was a sophomore in high school, she was talking about dropping out of school, and I told her she couldn't.
And she said to me, "YOU DID!"
And although there were extenuating circumstances for me dropping out of school, I realized I had no excuse anymore.
So I got my G.E.D.
Then I got this crazy idea that maybe, just maybe, I COULD GO TO COLLEGE!
And I did.
Now, I'm not gonna get into college life except to say this: It got me onto the Interwebs. And I thought maybe, just maybe, I could put my info OUT THERE and make it easier for the child I had put up for adoption to find me.
And I've done that.
The bad part is that the really popular sites for adoptees looking for their birth parents are sites that make you pay a [hefty] yearly fee to keep your info on the site, and I've never been wealthy enough to be able to do that.
But I have found plenty of other sites and have 'registered' with them.
I just want to give him a chance if he is trying to find me.
Because there are, I'm sure, reasons to find me. Like the health history of his birth family.
But I don't call him My Son for a couple of reasons.
And some of those reasons are:
A mother is someone who changes your shitty diapers.
A mother is someone who sits up with you when you are sick and changes the sheets you puked on in the middle of the night.
A mother goes through the chicken pox with you.
A mother teaches you to tie your shoes.
A mother finds ways to teach you how to eat and like vegetables, even peas.
A mother cries when she sends you off to kindergarten.
A mother teaches you how to say "Daddy" when she would much rather you said "Mommy".
A mother delights in watching you roll over for the first time.
A mother lets you touch bugs.
A mother lets you taste dirt.
A mother gives you pots to bang on with spoons and thinks you make beautiful music.
A mother teaches you not to pull on the kitty's tail or bite the puppy's ears.
A mother holds you when you are hurt and kisses your boo-boos.
A mother looks at a crayon drawing and declares it is the most beautiful thing she has ever seen as she puts it on the refrigerator.
A mother exclaims that you are growing "like a weed".
A mother thinks dandelions are the most beautiful flowers EVER.
A mother sees you through graduations and proms and driving lessons and weird haircuts and pierced ears and wet dreams and periods and friends who are being mean to you.
A mother buries pets in the back yard with you and gives you ice cream afterwards.
I was never a Mother to the child I gave away.
I never did any of these things with the child who went away from me after I made sure he had all his fingers and toes and was ABSOLUTELY PERFECT.
And I may never meet him this side of Heaven, and I'm resigned to that. I don't get maudlin and get drunk over it.
But I will admit that sometimes, like tonight, I stop and say a prayer for him, wherever he is, and I say to God, "Oh, please, just let him be HAPPY."
Because when it comes down to it, isn't that all we want for our kids? All we want for those that we love?
I think it is.
And for that Someone who is Somewhere Out There, here's a birthday song for you: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MSyRFLlYnWI
Because I Know You're Out There Somewhere.
Happy 34th birthday. I hope it's a great one for you.
.
Richard Andrew Grove 9-11 Whistleblower steps forward
Okay. It's Memorial Day and I've been working all day. I want you to
go to
the free show link (eventually it will be in the archives, and in about
an
hour at the Ipod download). I have a two hour show that will blow your
mind
on 9/11. This man Richard Andrew Grove, a whistleblower who worked for
the
big boys and money people behind 9/11 has come out with information to
set
the 9/11 movement on fire.
> Although many have rejected his work (too busy, big egos, whatever)
including the IRS, Treasury Dept and SEC, what he exposes on Marsh &
McLellan, AIG, Dyncorp, Spitzer, Stewart Air Force Base, Fitzgerald,
Bremer,
missing gold and bucks of 9/11, software that predicts the future and
more
will ASTOUND YOU as it did me. I will be having him live on the show in
June, but wanted you to hear this urgent information immediately. That
is
why I worked on it all day.
> If you are a journalist, blogger, etc., DO NOT think this is a ruse.
I
expect you to LISTEN intently to what this man is presenting and act on
it.
> If you are a friend, subscriber, past guest, listen and then
relisten.
Pass it on to every outlet and every email list, group you have. This
information is EXPLOSIVE. The more of us that know this information,
the
greater the chances I won't be killed for presenting it, and the
greater the
chances for a real revolution in America's thinking processes.
> Go beyond the explosions, destruction of evidence, etc., and learn
who
BENEFITTED and HOW on 9/11 to find out who the Corporate
Fundamentalists are
that were behind it all.
> Thank you for trusting me with this one, it's well worth it.
> Love,
> Meria
> "We're mad as hell and we're not going to take it anymore".
> "THE MERIA HELLER SHOW"
>
> www.Meria.net Soon in it's 7th year!
>
> "Meria is the best weapon of mass instruction we have ; the inventor
of
internet radio reality"-
> Greg Palast , Investigative Journalist
> MERIA WILL BE A KEYNOTE SPEAKER AT THE 911 "RECLAIMING OUR FUTURE"
Conference in
> Chicago, June 2-4. Check out www.911Revealingthetruth.org for more
information.
> NOTICE: Due to Presidential Executive Orders, the National Security
Agency
may have read this email without warning, warrant, or notice. They may
do
this without any judicial or legislative oversight. You have no
recourse nor
protection save to call for the impeachment of the current President.
>
> From New World Order globalists to our endangered environment to
emerging
spirituality, The Meria Heller Show shines the light of truth on our
troubled planet. Listen to this 'FREE recent show' here:
http://www.meria.net/freeshow.html (Windows Media Player required).
go to
the free show link (eventually it will be in the archives, and in about
an
hour at the Ipod download). I have a two hour show that will blow your
mind
on 9/11. This man Richard Andrew Grove, a whistleblower who worked for
the
big boys and money people behind 9/11 has come out with information to
set
the 9/11 movement on fire.
> Although many have rejected his work (too busy, big egos, whatever)
including the IRS, Treasury Dept and SEC, what he exposes on Marsh &
McLellan, AIG, Dyncorp, Spitzer, Stewart Air Force Base, Fitzgerald,
Bremer,
missing gold and bucks of 9/11, software that predicts the future and
more
will ASTOUND YOU as it did me. I will be having him live on the show in
June, but wanted you to hear this urgent information immediately. That
is
why I worked on it all day.
> If you are a journalist, blogger, etc., DO NOT think this is a ruse.
I
expect you to LISTEN intently to what this man is presenting and act on
it.
> If you are a friend, subscriber, past guest, listen and then
relisten.
Pass it on to every outlet and every email list, group you have. This
information is EXPLOSIVE. The more of us that know this information,
the
greater the chances I won't be killed for presenting it, and the
greater the
chances for a real revolution in America's thinking processes.
> Go beyond the explosions, destruction of evidence, etc., and learn
who
BENEFITTED and HOW on 9/11 to find out who the Corporate
Fundamentalists are
that were behind it all.
> Thank you for trusting me with this one, it's well worth it.
> Love,
> Meria
> "We're mad as hell and we're not going to take it anymore".
> "THE MERIA HELLER SHOW"
>
> www.Meria.net Soon in it's 7th year!
>
> "Meria is the best weapon of mass instruction we have ; the inventor
of
internet radio reality"-
> Greg Palast , Investigative Journalist
> MERIA WILL BE A KEYNOTE SPEAKER AT THE 911 "RECLAIMING OUR FUTURE"
Conference in
> Chicago, June 2-4. Check out www.911Revealingthetruth.org for more
information.
> NOTICE: Due to Presidential Executive Orders, the National Security
Agency
may have read this email without warning, warrant, or notice. They may
do
this without any judicial or legislative oversight. You have no
recourse nor
protection save to call for the impeachment of the current President.
>
> From New World Order globalists to our endangered environment to
emerging
spirituality, The Meria Heller Show shines the light of truth on our
troubled planet. Listen to this 'FREE recent show' here:
http://www.meria.net/freeshow.html (Windows Media Player required).
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