i totally forgot till today

the last day i was in jail i went to court in the morning we did video court when we got to the room i sat next to a girl who was not in the same building as the rest of us she was hand cuff with chains around her waste & shackled i thought i wouldnt see her again i was wrong she left when i did when we were changing & waiting to leave she was bragging about how this was her 26th time in jail someone piped up & asked how old are you? she said it didnt matter other girl pushed finally girl said im 33 & i have been here 3 years

HELLO!!!!!!!!!! 33 years old been in vegas 3 years & been in jail 26 times

WHAT IS WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE?

its been one heck of a week

it started off last monday i lost my condo i was packing all week & moved back in with parents on friday ugh then was told i had to have my own computer fine with me so i went & got a notebook at best buy had to leave it with the geek squad to have the recovery discs made i get a call about 9 pm on friday saying my computer was ready for pick up i went to get it on the way back i was pulled over found out i had warrants out for traffic tickets i was arrested & went to city jail that night

friday 1030 pm started the booking process after getting there was put in the holding cell with 3 other women we hit it off really well at one point i threw up (that was the only time i pucked) we were in there forever & ever at one point we all ended up on the cement floor & went to sleep we were woken up im assuming between 1 & 2 am to have our mug shots taken (i still have mine) finger prints & talked to some guy to get officially on records i guess we then went back to the holding cell trying to more sleep at on point some dude was acting up it took most of the correction officers to get him off of the floor when we went out to get questions asked there was a sighn on his door that said caution uncontrollable and unpredictable he was yelling all night at the top of his lungs that he couldnt breath & his heart hurt me being an asthmatic i had to pipe up & say if he cant breath then he wouldnt be able to scream like that

at 4 am on saturday we were woken up (still in the holding cell) for breakfast we got 2 nilla waffers 1 apple 2 slices of meat 2 slices of cheese 2 packets of milk 4 slices of bread (brought to us in a brown paper bag) 1 container of milk yep luch for breakfast at 4 am at about 6 am or so we were brought to the cell block to meet our new roommates

my roommate was so sweet & nice we hit it off well later that night we got another roommate who was great & was sweet we were all different religions but shared the same values we all got along great roommate #1 left monday morning roommate #2 & i were hoping not to get another roommate no shuch luck we got one she was loud obnoxious when she frist got there she was telling us she changed her life around she joined the mormon church & changed wich is a good thing however every other word was the f*** word roommate #2 new i was mormon also & has another friend who is mormon she looked @ me said she doesnt seem like she is morman i said i know

all night new girl was up & down making the metal bunk beds way to noisy when she flopped down way to hard followed by i hate these beds i thought well then dont flop down on them she complained constantly roommate #2 left tuesday evening leaving me with crazy complainer that slept naked she kept telling us her mom bailed her out & she also had warrants out of henderson

now im a diabetic so about a half hour before breakfast & dinner i would take my meds so wensday im half asleep when they called me to take the meds crazy girl asked what was going on i said i dont know when i got back she asked what happened me i took my meds her for what me debits her i was bailed out yesterday why am i still here? all rude loud & obnoxious with every other would a curse word & taking the lords name in vain she is the type that no matter what you say she will keep talking i was tired didnt sleep the night before due to the fact i was due in court wednesday morning so i ignored crazy naked lady she stoped i slept a little bit longer went to court came back hoping she would be gone she wasnt however she said im going to henderson & left before lunch thank heavens i skipped lunch & slept i was happy she was gone & i was relesed from jail i didnt actually get out till about 830 last night

now we had breakfast @ 4 lock down for a couple hours after that then free time wich consisted of a movie wich was fine by me even though my back & legs were killing me i was exhausted i could only take so much of laying in that bed so i got up & watched the movies the movies we watched perfect storm with george clooney & mark wallberg the orgins of wolverine with hugh jackman the hangover all great movies tyler perrys i can do bad all by myself, cursed, ok movies then there was friday the 13th #7 not scary at all very gory thow and the runaways about joan jet this has dakota fanning in it im not a fan of her at all & kristen swart who is bella in the twilight sagas she is just a bad actress all away around i thought it was just twilight she is bad in the runaways

the food was so disgusting every time i ate i wanted to throw up but never did i got milk with every meal i dont like milk however i wasnt drinking the disgusting water i got sick of the warm milk so i would only drink a few swallows of it after i ate the few bites i did eat i gave the rest of my food away to the voltures that were eyeing it

so we went to get our stuff at 7 pm last night it took an hour & a half or so to get everything back to us & drop us off in the dark on las vegas blvd beteewn srewart & the 95 not the best place to be dropped off but at least i was out i was able to eat something other then peaches & bread & shower in a real shower that wasnt a community one and sleep in a real bed it was heavnly

a good friend e mailed this to me & i agree with it

Subject: Why Women Must Vote - interesting history

History we need to remember. Nothing we have to do is so important that we cannot take time to vote and to voice our opinions about the men and women who represent us at every level of government local, state or national. (lois)

This is the story of our Mothers and Grandmothers who lived only 90 years ago.



Remember, it was not until 1920 that women were granted the right to go to the polls and vote.

The women were innocent and defenseless, but they were jailed nonetheless for picketing the White House, carrying signs asking for the vote.

And by the end of the night, they were barely alive.
Forty prison guards wielding clubs and their warden's blessing
went on a rampage against the 33 women wrongly convicted of 'obstructing sidewalk traffic.'


(Lucy Burns)
They beat Lucy Burns, chained her hands to the cell bars above her head and left her hanging for the night, bleeding and gasping for air.

(Dora Lewis)
They hurled Dora Lewis into a dark cell, smashed her
head against an iron bed and knocked her out cold. Her cellmate, Alice Cosu, thought Lewis was dead and suffered a heart attack. Additional affidavits describe the guards grabbing, dragging, beating, choking, slamming, pinching, twisting and kicking the women.

Thus unfolded the 'Night of Terror' on Nov. 15, 1917, when the warden at the Occoquan Workhouse in Virginia ordered his guards to teach a lesson to the suffragists imprisoned there because they dared to picket Woodrow Wilson's White House for the right to vote. For weeks, the women's only water came from an open pail. Their food--all of it colorless slop--was infested with worms.

(Alice Paul)
When one of the leaders, Alice Paul, embarked on a hunger strike, they tied her to a chair, forced a tube down her throat and poured liquid into her until she vomited. She was tortured like this for weeks until word was smuggled out to the press.

So, refresh my memory. Some women won't vote this year because - why, exactly? We have carpool duties? We have to get to work? Our vote doesn't matter? It's raining?



(Mrs. Pauline Adams in the prison garb she wore while serving a sixty-day sentence.)

Last week, I went to a sparsely attended screening of HBO's new movie 'Iron Jawed Angels.' It is a graphic depiction of the battle these women waged so that I could pull the curtain at the polling booth and have my say. I am ashamed to say I needed the reminder.

(Miss Edith Ainge, of Jamestown , New York )
All these years later, voter registration is still my passion. But the actual act of voting had become less personal for me, more rote. Frankly, voting often felt more like an obligation than a privilege. Sometimes it was inconvenient.


(Berthe Arnold, CSU graduate)
My friend Wendy, who is my age and studied women's history,
saw the HBO movie, too. When she stopped by my desk to talk
about it, she looked angry. She was--with herself. 'One thought kept coming back to me as I watched that movie,' she said. 'What would those women think of the way I use, or don't use, my right to vote? All of us take it for granted now, not just younger women, but those of us who did seek to learn.' The right to vote, she said, had become valuable to her 'all over again.'

HBO released the movie on video and DVD . I wish all history,
social studies and government teachers would include the movie in their curriculum I want it shown on Bunco night, too, and anywhere else women gather. I realize this isn't our usual idea of socializing, but we are not voting in the numbers that we should be, and I think a little shock therapy is in order.


(Conferring over ratification [of the 19th Amendment to the U.S. Constitution] at [National Woman's Party] headquarters, Jackson Pl [ace] [ Washington , D.C. ]. L-R Mrs. Lawrence Lewis, Mrs. Abby Scott Baker, Anita Pollitzer, Alice Paul, Florence Boeckel, Mabel Vernon (standing, right))
It is jarring to watch Woodrow Wilson and his cronies try to persuade a psychiatrist to declare Alice Paul insane so that she could be permanently institutionalized. And it is inspiring to watch the doctor refuse. Alice Paul was strong, he said, and brave. That didn't make her crazy.

The doctor admonished the men: 'Courage in women is often mistaken for insanity.'

Please, if you are so inclined, pass this on to all the women you know. We need to get out and vote and use this right that was fought so hard for by these very courageous women. Whether you vote democratic, republican or independent party - remember to vote.


(Helena Hill Weed, Norwalk , Conn. Serving 3 day sentence in D.C. prison for carrying banner, 'Governments derive their just powers from the consent of the governed.')
History is being made.

ok i want to pratice taking pictures so here are a few that i have taken recently



i was helping out a friend yesterday she owns a group home & they needed someone to stay at the house with the people thats were these pictures are from i was supposed the leave at noon or shortly after then i was going to take pictures of nature i didnt leave till 430 i was tired & went home these are the pictures i took in the house

i finished the peacemaker by james ferrell last night it is a great book i enjoyed reading it it is defiantly a must read again & again & again im now going to start reading the giver by lois lowery im not 100% sure why i am dad hates it it is such a contrast to the peace giver its a short book only 179 pages these days i can fly threw a book that size in a matter of days instead of weeks

yesterday i finished the good earth by pearl s. buck it is a good book i recommend it to everyone i was reading about2 the author & she is american her parents were missionaries mostly stationed in china she won some awards & wrote lots of stories

i am now reading the peace giver by james ferrell

header picture

i took this picture 2 years ago i loved the saying sometimes i feel that im being beat & sometimes i want to beat people i think that me & this this country are takeing a beating & wont improve until moral does

sisterhood

in relief society today we talked about sisterhood & the different kind of "sisters" we can have from church best friends different women in our lives can be sisters. it made me think of the two sisters i have the two i grew up with & how they are so special & dear to my heart i am glad that they are my sisters & better my friends

(i hope no one is upset that i posted the first two pictures they are the only pictures i found on the computer with all three of us in it) so i have an older sister who is about 5 years older angie (brother inbetween us) and a younger sister who is about 4 years younger lindsay



this is lindsay my younger sister i remember growing up we were like another sisters we got along sometimes sometimes we didnt and other times we were out right mean to each other thank heavens as we grew up our relationship changed for the better

she ran a marathon last october here is her medal
lindsay is amazing 4 years ago she was going threw a hard time personal with her husband and family i was coming back to vegas from angies house when my suv decided to quit working so im stuck between st george utah & mesquite with no servas on my phone i got into a car with a stranger & yes i know better my thinking was (because i was driving his car) that if anything happend i could speed or get into a wreck to get out of his harm any way lindsay found out got on the phone with me & stubbornly told me that her husband was coming to get me & not worry about what was going on with her by the way still feel bad about her haveing to help me at that time but that is what she did & i would do the same for her i always have said that the reason why we bonded so well was because in 1993 angie was gone to collage married with children & our brother was on a misson for the church of jesus christ of latter day saints so it was just the 2 of us at home so we had to bond

this is angie my older sister she is also amazing when she was 14 or 15 (i was 9 or 10) she had toxic shock syndrome not very many people who get tss live most die within 7 days of getting tss i dont remember to much about it (i didnt know how serious tss was till later in life) i new it was bad because she was in the hospital for what seemed like months when it was only like a week she had a priesthood blessing & lived & has 6 kids that she gave birth to thinking back 25 years later it scares the crap out of me to think that i almost lost her i know we still will be sisters after we die but to think of not having her to grow up with or as a friend now just sadnss me im so glad she lived


i was 12 when she left for collage she went to brigham young university in provo utah & has lived in utah ever since so we didnt bond as kids because of the age difference i always loved hanging out with angie & her friends but what younger sibling doesnt like being around older siblings? i know she didnt always liked me tagging along but owell i remember one tome before we moved to vegas we had a terrible wind storm & all of us kids were playing hide & seek with the power out it was so much fun i loved that angie & her friend played with us

we have had to work on our bond over the last 16 years over the phone & with visits & it has been worth how hard its been

both of my sisters have been my biggest supporters for me choosing to postpone the wedding neither one of them have opinionated or vocal on how i should have chosen to just get married anyway they have made the descion easier to bear i have cryed over it but it is the right choice for me & it will make me happy in the end even tho its hard now

practing my picture taking skills

for the month of june i read shiver by maggie i cant remember or know how to spell her last name it is a really good book it is going to be a trilogy i cant wait for all of them to come out

last week i borrowed mom & dads fancy camera the high mega pixel & changeable lenses i didnt want to wast gas driving everywhere so there are some crazy selfportriats

this is my engagement ring yes its purple i will tell the story later in this post

i was going to the temple anyway so i took the camera & took some pictures of the temple & grounds

angel morni



fountain in back


in the back of the temple view of the strip

huntrdige i never been inside its fenced off now i know its been in vegas forever


since i didnt want to waste gas & was board here is how i entertained myself & took pictures at the same time i hope you laugh at them













now that self portraits are done here is the ring story kent & i never talked about marriage tell he purposed growning up i never wanted a diamond i wanted a purple stone for my ring I NEVER TOLD THIS TO KENT remember we never talked about marriage how had picked the ring out but didnt buy it he wanted my approval for it. even tho i love all shades of purple i knew when i moved into my condo i wanted a dark purple wall here it is. the day after kent purposed i had asked him how he knew i wanted a purple ring because i know i never told him he said because you have a purple wall

because of the wall i got this ring