As you may have noticed, there has been a break in my poetry postings.
First, let me just say: It’s all Ikea’s fault!!! An Ikea cart fell on my leg last Sunday and I’ve been useless ever since. I let two easy poetry styles pass me by while I moaned and whined about the pain I’ve been suffering.
Secondly, NO MORE. I’m back on my grind and I WILL have a sestina for you today!
The following is a guest post in the form of an open letter from Special Olympics athlete and global messenger John Franklin Stephens to Ann Coulter after this tweet during last night’s Presidential debate.
Dear Ann Coulter,
Come on Ms. Coulter, you aren’t dumb and you aren’t shallow. So why are you continually using a word like the R-word as an insult?
I’m a 30 year old man with Down syndrome who has struggled with the public’s perception that an intellectual disability means that I am dumb and shallow. I am not either of those things, but I do process information more slowly than the rest of you. In fact it has taken me all day to figure out how to respond to your use of the R-word last night.
I thought first of asking whether you meant to describe the President as someone who was bullied as a child…
Yay! I now have a Facebook page. I debated about doing this, as I don’t think I have that many follows to justify a FB page. But then I thought, what better way to get more people reading this blog than to give them options?
So there you have ladies and gents. The entire thought process…yes, yes, I am rolling my eyes too.
Yesterday, my cousin and I went to see an event planner to discuss her possibly helping us coordinate my mom’s birthday party. She had some really great ideas right off the bat and she helped my cousin during her wedding (so I already had some great recommendations about her).
I really liked her point of view about certain things and it would be fantastic if I could have someone else be in charge of most of what this party will entail. I really just want to sign the checks and be done with it. Seriously!
She works with brides, mostly, but has done regular event planning as well. Her website: mybridalbudget.com has a lot of information about her past events as well as photos. She also had them available for our free consultation.
I realize I will have to be involved, but after talking it over with my sister and cousin last night, we’ve decided to go with her, which hopefully will minimize the workload. I hope she can deliver all she’s promised!
If it’s not one thing, it’s another. Now that my cousin’s wedding is over and she has settled into her new life, I can focus on my mother’s 50th birthday party.
When she turned 45, she let be known that she was expecting a surprise 50th birthday party. I laughed her off, but I knew I would do it for her. My mother is A LOT of things, but I can’t think of anyone else who deserves this more than her.
We are going to go hard or go home on this one people. I’m talking about formal invitations, catering and speeches and playing dress up. It’s going to be epic. And since I can’t talk about this with my mother, I’ll talk about it with you!
My dad is not okay. I didn’t realize it would hit home as hard as it has. He’s in the hospital, sick. With what? I don’t know. I have no one to contact to ask these things to. My mom left for Haiti this morning and I’m sitting on pins and needles, waiting for her to call and tell me what’s going on.
I know I’ve said it before, but I’m so sick and tired of people getting sick and dying around me. I am ill-equipped for all of this. I’ve lost my grandparents and now my dad, who’s no spring chicken, is so badly ill that he had to go to the hospital? I have never gotten a message about him being sick before. And I don’t know whether that’s been because they didn’t know how to contact me (highly unlikely) or because it was never serious enough to call me.
I just want to be reassured. That is all I’m asking for. I just want to know what’s going on so I can plan according…
So, I posted the wedding speech that I wrote, but never got to read, last week. My cousin, my best friend, my much, much better half, finally got married last week Monday. Not even a natural disaster could prevent it from happening.
And I have to say, it was beautiful. The church was gorgeous and the reception ended up being an intimate sit down dinner by candle light. But that is not the way it began… Continue reading →