Alien nation?

So, this really didn't happen, BUT our nations 'ARE PREPARED', so don't fear

Alien nation? No, I'm not referring to our Nation with 'illegal alien insinuations', rather literal Space Aliens.

How to fight an 'A-symmetric war?'
Hmm, and I'm not particularly fond of speaking of unknown things beyond my intelligence.
I'm dealing with my own 'A-symmetrical war', as my hubby is watching National Geographic channel.

Did you know there was an 'International office of Protocol' for contact with aliens? Well, neither did I! UN committee.
Supposedly our government is monitoring them.
5000 miles above the Earth, this is being monitored.
Communication happenes in a sequence of prime numbers-communication via a universal language.
So, are you weak minded? Do you believe in any of the above that I shared with you? Well, not that your weak minded or not, this is all that was shared via National Geographic, as a 'hypothetical/possibility of an Alien attack on our nation.
Interesting, huh?
Remember, this is all hypothetical...
Continue to Be human and help one another out...
Be well

Another fun filled day

As I lie here 'resting', I'm taken back to another fun filled day in our household.
Another day of spontaneous 'fun' (adventure in other households) in our household, yay!
So, last Monday, the 7th of November was an event I had much anticipated on attending.
This event is special for my mother, and so it was my birthday present to her.
It was a night of being with Pedro Almodovar and Antonio Banderas, at the Mann's Chinese Theatre, in celebrating with him his screening of one of his films, starring Antonio Banderas from 1987, I believe.
So, as many of my days go,I prepare ahead for my children to stay content and so, I go through a series of things to do such.
Wrapping up, just before we are to depart, I see my elder daughter scratching away at her scalp. This weather is ruthless to the scalp! Dry scalp=itchy head, right? Ya, so I thought! It's lice! ICK! Disgusting! Gross! Totally normal. That's it you may say to my disgust! So, my moral is brought down to reality, as I'm panicked about time, traffic and what about rain+making it in time to pick up my mother, before heading to LA, UHH!
Ya, another fun filled day, huh! Running through a slew of fast typed, mispelt info online and the info still came through! I grab my keys and head to the local pharmacy, at like 30 mins to spare before I'm due to head out!
I'm 'dressed' ya, but running around with slippers(I forgot I was wearing them, til I'm standing in line and happened to look down!)
So, as I stand in line with like an arsenal of 'anti whatever's', a granny looks at me, 'Lice, huh?' Go put that poison back. Grab a narrow tooth comb and wrap the head with dish soap, then apply mayo, leave a plastic bag on overnight, end of lice...This time! My kids, each of the 10 had to go through this many times over, until I shaved the boys' head.'
She began to share with me her tale, with such detail I could include it into a step by step recipe. I'm outta breath, thanking her, run back home and begin the process. My daughter rides with us to LA, bag on her hair.
Aroma of dish soap and mayo...what a yummy combination!
And another yummy combination: Almodovar+Banderas!
What a thrill I lived that day.
Another fun filled day in my life!

By the way, round 2 of 'another fun filled day' includes what happened with Antonio at the Chinese Theatre!
Oh, what a fun filled day it was indeed!

I'm tired

I'm tired.
No, really I am.

I am the only one awake in our home. Nice, cozy, warm--are they, while I sit and freeze finalizing this! Even my 3 dogs are sleeping in our room, aside from 3 human bodies!

Another night of seeing the clock strike 8:29 am, I can't. So, I just saw it strike 12:40 am and I am pooped out. Gathering stuff for the film, Path of Will, working on the book and various other extra curriculars, has me wiped for the night. So, I hope this finds you all well and in good spirits, as I am not, because I am tired!
Sweet dreams.
Be Human
Be well

Book is near completion

Book is near completion.
Book is near completion.

I wanna be mean!

I wanna be mean...(dot, dot, dot)but I can't!
Although I am treated unfairly, success is the sweetest revenge.
Moving along, I want to be nice!
So, how to inspire one who's seeking to be inspired?
Ya, today is 'one of those writer's block days' that so many speak of.
Writer's block because I don't know which topic to touch on!
Feast vs famine
animal abuse
workers rights
women's right
Anti bullying
I'm a believer in 'human rights' and all it entails.
I work hard, as I presume we 'all' do, therefore, we all are entitled to our own rights, right? WRONG
Your right to throw the first punch, ends where my nose begins.
A good place to start is a film titled, Path of Will, which speaks of one's own rights for a better tomorrow, inspite of what life deals us, we must go on.
I don't believe in self pitty, and self loathing.
As they say, life is what you make of it. Ask me, I know!
I've been delt a shitty hand, therefore, I know.
So, the work I do is to preserve 'humanity' and allow for kids to be empowered and have self reliance to push forward.
Path of Will--Have you followed yours? What are you doing to attain a goal?
Begin by not being a bully to others or yourself. Educate yourself--work hard and smart. Be good to yourself and others.
Be human
Be well

Sunday events

Sunday events--start with a message:

Don't be 'Cold as ice', cuz your not, you're human!
Why human nature consists of vacant actions, up until it's convenient?
When one's successful, when one dies, THEN they step up.
But, in the meantime, 'where were you?'
It's a hard lesson to live by.
I know.
What about the part where you know 2 people want one thing from the other, and you're in the middle to try and facilitate this 'transaction' of sorts, and it still bites you in the ass! I never learn! I just wanna help, that's all.
Vacant actions when one needs the help. Vacant actions when one is in dire need, yet others choose not to see and instead, judge.
All what I do and have done is by means of a 'do it now' action.
Do you live the same way? What is the difference between those people and you? Do we live 'free-er', a more happy prosperous filled life? I hope
to believe so, but we'll see, in due time...
Happy Sunday events, ya'll...
Be HUMAN and Be nice to one another. Life is too short.

What matters most

So what matters most, huh? Well that answer is subjective, and at times, controversial--ie business success vs taking time out to be with the kids.
I know what matters for me and what I am striving for.
I am well aware of what it is going to take to get me there, and then, I worry some more! I have a belief system finely intuned within me about making choices.

We all have free will, thus our paths are shaped by such. It is up to us to change the way our paths are shaping out to be and manifesting.
You can be the product of your environment in a productive way and have a magnificent outcome or you may become part of the environment and get wrapped in with the hardships that the environment has to offer.
These scenarios can be changed.

It takes a choice and it's the choice you live with, until you find out what matters most to you.
Different times in our lives, offer different directions and desires, thus what matters most, may change as well.

Get back to what matters, huh? Well, I'd like to, but Thank Goodness, they're asleep! What matters are my children, and yet, they matter so much, that I'm having such a difficult time with finding the security we need--financial, emotional, stability, lifestyle, etc.
I do what I can to provide 'just that', for those that matter most and I have yet to say, I'm nearing being 'over the hump, and secure.'

I know it's not my business how others live vs the way I live, but one can't help but try and compare and contrast with one anothers' lifestyle and why can Betty Jo make it and I can't--well, because they are the JONES'or the Riveras!!!
It's on either side of the coin-better or better, than I that is!
Yes, we are alive, but are we well? Yes, we must live and be strong, even now that all this obfuscation about the 'End of the World' is in daily living.

Talk about opposite ends of the spectrum: Kirsten Dunst, a top payed Hollywood actress vs Anton Yelchin, who's 'celebrity trailer' was a Winnebago shared amongst makeup, hair, and crafty, due to their unheard of $250 Thousand dollar budget!

There are flip sides to everything my friends. Even amongst Hollywood!

So, get back to what matters most-eh? LiVING and BE HUMAN. Don't get caught up with superficial, counter productive behaviors and lifestyle.

Be HUMAN

Bath time anyone?

So, it's late, but I proceed to tell my girls, "Honey's, go get in the shower.", as I sit and focus on writing. I'm not a'pushover Mother', but I consider myself rational and not a control freak. I speak lovingly to them, as my elder child makes the first move toward the bathroom. "Honey, get your pj's ready in the meantime that sissy is showering." My younger daughter walks into the room where I sit and write. She walks in with purse in hand and a scarf around her waist, "Is this how adult women wear their skirts, with a slit down the center? This is how, huh? She requests my attention. I'm just starting to brew, after a long, tedious 3 years worth of lack of adequate sleep. I abruptly demand she remove the 'skirt' and head for her bedroom for some comfy night time wear. "But, can't I just wear this?" She rebuttals back. Water shuts off 10 mins. later. "Honey, did you get your comfy clothes, sissy is done now." She heads to the bathroom, where elder child stands and requests she get out. "Mom, she doesn't want me to get in," calls out the younger one. I cringe as I overhear, "Move out of the way, it's cold." screeching to the younger one. The door slams shut. Two steps later, the younger one comes in crying. "Juan!" I holler. "Juan?" I holler again. My younger one standing before me. "What?" a reply from the bathroom. The younger one stands, tears rolling down her face, as she replies to the elder one, "Nothing, she's calling for daddy!" I sit in disbelief with all that is happening! Finally, the younger one heads back to the bathroom and makes it in, for her 'shower.' As I sit, trying to focus and get back on track, I hear the bathtub run and water ebb and flow. "Mom, can she take a bubble bath?" "Uh, no, can you shut off the water!" I scream at the top of my lungs-of course, no one hears, as I keep it all in. "Mom, can I? I wanna play and..." "No, shut off the water!" I demand. Finally, I hear the voice that I had requested 10 minutes earlier! "What do you need?" He asks me. I sit flustered and want to give him a tour of what I just experienced, but too late, he walks into the bathroom, shuts door behind and...water continues to ebb and flow! "Uhh!" Suddenly, he calls out for our elder daughter. Whether she ignores or perhaps doesn't 'hear him'--(wink wink),trust me, it's happened more than once! He shouts once again for her. "Ya?" Still no immediate response of her flying down the hall to hear why her name is being called! "Hey!" he requests for her again. I roll my eyes in silence, trying to focus on writing. Finally, I hear what I wanted to hear 5 mins prior! I see her silhouette from the corner of my eye. She opens the bathroom door to where her father greets her, and sis is enjoying her... bubble bath! Should I have saved myself the trouble and wince of just giving in to tub time at midnight? Ya, I think so! From behind the ajar door, I can hear, elder daughter and father, exchanging what they each think should be done about a particular situation-bath tub water got too high and spilt over! Yes, you know it! The skin on the back of my neck is in full electrocution mode--standing straight up! With them three in the bathroom and I... I well, let's just say I'm not focusing, rather just sitting back with pen in hand and thoughts are crisscrossing, like the veins that intersect about my hands. Suddenly, I hear a sigh walk out of the bathroom. Daughter walks out, comes in my room, "guess what mommy?" Following behind her is my husband, with a sigh and rolling of the eyes; what a stressful situation on my poor husband! I hear cheering and singing and the echo of toys, hitting up against the bathtub. Aah... I need a one in the morning bath!

Does this exist in your home or only my alien home! Tell me yours...

Be well and prosper...

BE HUMAN.