Well, I’m not usually very political, just about Gay Rights (read HUMAN RIGHTS) and animal rights. Any being’s rights essentially. You see back in the day, and not so back ago my kids would have been killed for trying to marry or speak out or use a stinkin’ toilet or water fountain. Well, probably not Aria…she wouldn’t let you get away with killing her, she’d find a way to use Super Princess Powers and smack you around till ya fell down, then her sensory integration stuff would kick in and she’d lick you to death…not pretty folks…just not!

But back to the point. In this moment in history (as in every moment in history, but we’re talking about this one) a nation is being oppressed (again I know there are other nations being oppressed too, but I’m talking about this one) Iran. After seeing (accidentally, meaning I clicked on a picture and the video started) a video of Neda Soltani’s horrific death, I felt the wave of injustice. Their rigged elections left the nation bound deeper to the tyranny of their government and as much as I want to protest too, the best we as Americans can do…is speak in our own free (ish) country about their injustice. President Obama gave a press conference to speak about Neda Soltani’s death and the video of her being shot as she gets out of her car, saying that there is something very wrong when innocent citizens are in that great of danger from the government.

This world is now linked by the internet, Twitter, Facebook and Blogging channels have become the modern day underground, so speak out. Search engines will find you and if you wishto support the people in Iran, speak out to them by simply tweeting your support, they will (or some will) get it.

Here are ways you can help people in Iran get information out:

Twitter….set your time stamp to Tehran time, that way the Iranian government has no way of telling whether you are Iranian or not, it confuses trackers.  Twitter your support.

Blog for peace. Speak about Neda the Angel of Iran who was an innocent bystander shot and killed by military sniper, it is sad to do, but I would recommend (if you must) watching her video (warning, it is very graphic and sad). I know it is horrid, but she has a beautiful peace in her face and it will make you want to hold your children harder and thank God deeper for the fact that they can walk into the streets and not have their lives threatened (immediately…ya know) Pray for peace in all countries where people are oppressed, PRAY FOR PEACE!!!!

If you are a hacker, which I’m pretty sure most of you are not, go to Neda.net to learn how you can help the Iranian bloggers get access to the sites that the government can’t find. (This I would caution against, unless you are in fact a hacker, have some awesome virus software and are willing to follow the rules very closely as if any of these bloggers are named publicly they could (and most likely will) be killed.

Blog for PEACE….

Each of my children have the name “peace” in their name…this is intentional. The world is a sad place, a scary place at times and what will bring us to love and joy is peace! Knowing that our human rights are santified and safe. In Iran tonight they are not safe, as in many other nations of this world. Take a second….or more….and just lift a prayer for peace. Hold the people of Iran in your hearts and remember Neda Soltani a 26 year old music student who was shot and killed for simply being in a place where people were begging for change….we do need peace in this world, I pray we find it.

Well the good news is, I’m almost done with Chapter 2 and tomorrow or rather TODAY…wee hoo. I am going for five days on vacation…I am going to just die of relaxation…if it kills me. And all I will be doing is reading, eating, drinking and enjoying my kids. Sequoia mountains here I come.

Updates:  Well here we go….

I submitted a proposal for a very lucrative children’s animated DVD…I hope it flies

Chapter 2 is almost done.

I shaved the baby’s head…..WHAT????$$$###@… yep. See her hair is falling out and she had a bad Mr. T Mohawk and a Frier Tuck baldness thing going on in the back and she’s just to dang pretty to have Jack in the Box Hair…so her county worker recommended I shave it (county worker is AA by the way) So HMG shaved her head and she looks GORGEOUS!!!! Um…it did cause a little drama with my FFA social workers and now we are just praying psycho mom does not show up, cause she will probably have me executed. Whatever…I’m done stressing…really is a lopesided two length partially bald child better than an all bald child with a shot at having a nice head of hair…whatever.

On that note, the social worker did offer to take Aria to her cousins and have a braiding session, it should be fun… I just hope she doesn’t kiddnap her (cause she was still freaked by the whole…”oh by the way, the baby is bald thing”). Aria could use a dose of AA culture as I am tired of fighting her to get her hair done, she screams, cries, hides, yells, throws things (and she’s actually being amazingly well behaved these days and still does this) So I just said…girl…”Go with them” They are your people…see how they do hair..and then come home and be nice to me. K. In her defense she let my social worker touch her hair, which is HUGE!!!! So…here’s hopin’ So I now have a bald one and and one with a big hug rats nest….AND I DO THEIR HAIR….sheesh. Whatever…I’m over it. You should see mine, I don’t think I ever even get a chance to brush it…it’s like… I have 42 seconds what do I do??? eat breakfast, shower, brush my teeth, write, answer emails or brush my hair….I think you can imagine how many time brush my hair wins…so whatever.

What else…well I wanted to give a shout out to “Dad”…not mine, heavens no!!! *Shutter* But my kid’s Dad…HMG has been an amazing pop to these little guys and I love watching them grow up together. Aria has an ease and comfort with him which no man or woman has ever been able to master. See HMG keeps both men and woman swooning…most are tip toeing around his um…eratic mood swings, but those baby blues keep them captivated. Well Aria could give a flying twinkie about his baby blues…so she’s got him wrapped around her little finger! Nice. And the baby…well, she couldn’t be more wonderful and watching him gently shave her head as her big black eyes stared at him was heatwarming…weird a little bit, but heart warming. But in Aria’s case she genuinely loves him and is happy he is in her life. She has never once felt that she didn’t have a dad, she has a wonderful dad and she knows it.

Since I usually crawl under a rock during father’s day cause of buried and icky issues with my own dumb dad, I don’t ever celebrate, but this year (a few days late) I wanna give a Holla at my boy HMG, for being a wonderful Dad to my girls…way to go. No man woman or beast has been able to conquer that heart yet…but damned if two little girls aren’t getting close.

Holy moly I’m wriiting a novel. I just heard from the production company and they love the idea. We will have coffee soon after they have read the first chapter and they say they may have good news for me. I am REALLY LOOKING FORWARD TO GOOD NEWS!!!! But anyway if feels great. I’m writing a book. I will actually get to finish this project by myself.
I will also be writing a children’s animated television series, I should know more of the details soon.

And I still have my lovely little kids all of them dc and my own…this shall be a very busy few months ahead, but I don’t care, it feels so good to be writing again. It makes being a mom and a caregiver so much more sparkly and fun. And….boy do I feel great. Now I just need to lose 40lbs…. hell if I can write a 4 volume novel series I can drop a “kindergartner size” lob of body fat. WEEE

Thanks  guys for saying nice stuff about my great kids. It feels a little braggy to be posting and such, but fun. Truly I am blessed and I know it. It is times like these when I gaze at their little faces when I really don’t mind one bit that I didn’t give birth to them, they belong here with us, no matter where they came from and they are mine as much mine as a person is, which is not mine at all…but ya know what I mean.

I am truly blessed and grateful for my amazing little girls…who know four years ago, that I would be here, the mother of two and so very very happy!

I am also EXTACTIC to be writing again…really writing. I have finished the first chapter (just doing clean up) and am so thrilled to be writing a book. I have started to write books, but never finished them cause I always had a screen play to write, but I am thrilled to be writing every last detail and using my lyrical writing style to do it, it’s like someone took the shackles off my feet and let me run. Anyone who writes screenplays will know how tightly confined they are….this is true freedom and FUN!!!! FUN FUN FUN. I think I may be on to something. It will still be a film and still be all the things it was going to be, but a novel series as well…let’s just hope that this is the begining of the begining for me.
Also I can write novels until I’m a hundred, in Hollywood you need to look hot, I can suck in my gut and hot it up if I have too, but twenty years from now…um, I’m thinkin’ not so much. But who cares if you’re a crusty novelist…aren’t a lot of novelists crusty??? I should think so….wow…the future awaits! Not that I plan on being crusty…but crustiness does happen.

I am just waiting to dot all the eyes and tees…before I send the first chapter to the production company and hear if I am still on mount Olympus or dashed down to the underground….we’ll see. I don’t care either way, really. I’m writing again. It is like a lover that I have cast off (anyone still see Twilight infiltrating…I should hope so, what kind of fanatics are you if you don’t) and found again….oooh la la!

So I am very aware, that this is gloating But since I posted so many pics of Indya I wanted to post one more of Aria.

This is her school picture. Please try to over look her “crazy hair” (her term) She did not let me do it that day…so it is very crazy. She put her barette in herself…can you tell?

But it sorta looks like a Gap AD, so I wanted to post it. Next will be her funny video from their school play.

I know this is mom stuff… but fun.

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Hey ya’ll I’M READING TWILIGHT…and don’t think I’m not lovin’ it I am. I write, I read, I write, I read. But my book is completely different, so I’m not copying in anyway…but seriously did ya’ll miss the part about the fact THAT I AM SINGLE??? Hello…vampires/um sex???? A girl’s gotta get a little intrigue where she can, I wipe butts and floors for a living at the moment, Twilight is the hottest thing I got going…except for a little HMG here and there…but that’s a whole different vampire if you know what I mean.

So….let’s just be goofy together, everyone has their secret obession, strange it’s a teen romance novel…but um…okay.

As far as comicon goes, I haven’t heard from the guys yet to see if I’m going, I think I am, but I want to finish the first chapter first, so that I can wow them and get them fully on board with the new plan, but if I am going, I will let you know and we should do a weekend togehter in San Diego, it is CRAZY FUN!!!!

Okay, on to the “little change”…

I am changing the spelling of India’s name. Since nothing was done officially I can still change it, I only need to add a minor change to the beautiful pendant that Lynn-Chan has already engraved for me…but here we go.

When I was meditating and praying for India…I really wanted to spell her name INDYA. I don’t know why exactly, but I felt it was prettier and not… just like the country. Even though she is named for the beauty of the people of India and their ability to weather tremendous hardship and remain beautiful (inside and out), I still didn’t want it to be a literal translation. But my more pragmatic part of my brain was like…”she will ALWAYS have to spell it, forget ever finding a lame-o souvenir with her name on it, etc.  So I went with India…but as time has passed and I have had a few conversations with social workers who happen to be black, one suggested that I spell it INDYA…I told her that, that was my original spelling and she was sort of like…”girl, she’s a brown skinned kid, she’s beautiful, give her a crazy unique name”. Well when I gave my other beautiful brown skinned kid a unique, but normal name… ARIA is a song in an opera, like it’s a real word…folks. I have had to battle  people calling her AREA (yes like the rug) and ARIEL (yes like the mermaid) DAILY!!! I even wrote a note (nice, short, sweet) to her teachers at her school telling them that her name was ARIA and guess what they called her today ARIEL….grrrrrr! AH-REE-AH…it’s not that hard.

So why not torture my youngest too…hey all’s fair, so I am going to doom her to a life of “No, it’s Indya, with a Y” and I assume at one point she will hate me, but both of my kids will have the right to change any part of their names when they are 16, just like I did (I dropped my dad’s last name). So …give me a few years with my hippie dippy names, I hope you like them, I hope you understand the thought and love that went into them, but if you don’t no worries, it’s your life…you pick a name

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So ya’ll are Twilight fans I knew some of you were, but had no idea how many, including my sister….hi TT. Well, well well. Wonderful. How fun. The series is very intoxicating and fun.  And I am so happy it draws so many people in. I myself am a vampire junky. I did research when I was at Showtime, about why vampires are so interesting to us…well…it’s cause vampires are sex. Yep, subconcious sex, only it is with the ultimate perpetrator; the beautiful villain, who will make you swoon while he or she sucks the life out of you. Metaphorically it is sexual and exciting….I could go on with the metaphor…but um, won’t. That’s why we are so captivated, add good characters and hauting settings and you have a reader hooked.

So using this equation but without the vampires,  but another type of life sucker with an equal sexual appeal, I am now going to write KamiSama as a novel. This epiphany came to me while reading the Twilight series and it has raised clouds of doom from my head….see I have always had to work with an artist to get the graphic novel off the ground, and while the artist is talented, he is a real pill to swallow, add in the low budget, but sort of famous production company and you have a recipe for disaster. So KamiSama has been stalled a few times cause no one knows how to market it in it’s current form. We can’t afford to finish the graphic novel because the artist will not do all the drawings for free (which he shouldn’t he should be paid) but we can’t seem to get a publishing company to finish the contracts to pay us…..so I am jumping the graphic novel ship for a moment. I will do a graphic novel based on the series at some point, but it will serve a different purpose.

So I am so excited, more excited than I have been in years…really YEARS, because I have now  have regained the control of my own story and can write freely without others involved. I have emailed the production company to let them know what route I am taking and hoping that they will stay on board, but may not. Who cares….I’M FREE!!!! And now I am very happy that I didn’t sign the contracts and that I didn’t get ammended ones back in a timely manner to sign, cause legally I am not bound to anyone….and while I am flyin’ high without a parachute…I’m free.

It feels amazing.

So I will be balancing my newly found Twilight obession with my newly rediscovered passion for my own epic tale….weeee hooo! I will want some of you to read it in the coming months, for feedback and/or inspiration, but I’m not quite at that point. But will be soon.

Yippeee.

And for those who have asked for pics of India, I will send them out in a mailing soon. Or figure out how to password protect my pictures (TG…can you tell me) so I can post them here.

I have a really cute video of Aria’s show as well, I will try to upload. Listen to me act like I have time to do stuff….silly me.

I haven’t posted for awhile.  I have news to share, but I am usually too brain dead by the time I have time to write about it. I am trying to balance so many things, but sadly I’m mostly a maid, caregiver and all around vein for blood sucking. (any one guess that my one hour of off time is being spent finally reading Twilight???) But there are a lot of blessings in my life….just cluttery living rooms and plates caked with dirt, created daily are not some of them.

But I here is the abriviated version as my head can’t deal with the details.

I LOVE MY CAR…there are so many cool things about “my mom mobile” that I could just burst, it was the best birthday gift I have ever gotten ever…and when I do find the rest of my brain cells I will tell my cousin again how much I appreciate it.

I LOVE MY KIDS…even though my oldest is currently driving me insane with her incessant pleas for MORE MILK, mind you she was supposed to be asleep an hour ago and she’s three she should not be going to bed with a bottle (sippy cup) let alone begging for seconds. I am trying to wean her and if you sense an edginess in this paragraph, just assume that the weaning is NOT going well. But she is a treasure and an amazing person who I cherish…always. My youngest I fear may be auto-anamatronic, and may not actually be a child at all. She sleeps fine, eats great, is hitting all her milestones, is really pretty, smiles a lot…see, she’s not real. And the good news there is her birthmom has dropped off the face of the earth again and this time has messed up really badly…so we hope she will not resurface again…if she does…well, it ain’t gonna be pretty.

I LOVE READING TWILIGHT…why? Cause it’s a teen vampire flick??? Nah…that wears thin pretty quickly. But cause she was (like the Harry Potter creator) a mom, who pushed aside some of the mundane and followed a dream. I too have a dream project that is a blockbuster idea with all of the same attraction (minus vampires) as Twilight. So the reason why you have not seen me here, is I have been there…in the worlds of Heiayr and Nao…in KamiSama’s post apocalyptic universe where spirits and beasts roam,  where people shift from one thing to the next and where God and the Light are one, but the darkness infiltrates and creates the balance that has somehow toppled  to let the darkness win. There is a forbidden love and an all consuming protector and an amazing journey, which I had sadly forgotten while trying to dislodge poop from my fingernails or scoop up wet dripping clumps of black  dog hair that Scubby (the irobot) refuses to pick up.

My world, while filled with beautiful smiling faces has also become about keeping up with a house that will not be cleaned, for in the wee hours of the morning when the beauty of cleanliness shines after hours of my labor, the doors do open…bedroom doors with emerging children, front doors with newly walking dc babies and my living room alights with chaos…and as I sit here at 9:30pm…with only one small thin trail through the debris from my computer to the front door and the daunting task of cleaning and resurrecting my home still lays before me as does 5 pages of KamiSama, I feel my brain die. And this is everyday 24/7 no holidays no weekends…just like almost ever other mother out there, so I am blessed by Twilight, cause somehow a mother found a way to get her saga told…and dammit, this mother will too.

Even though I had a day of rest and a massage a while ago that got me thinking I actually had time to write, it was all a fallacy…I do not in fact have time to write or return emails or twitter or Facebook or do any of the things normal, marginally bored people get to do….I just don’t. So I am doing one thing well at a time, I will do my job and write my project outside of that, my grander and more lofty schemes will have to sit idle until…well…I don’t have so many butts to wipe I guess.

I do love my dc babies and all of our families just went camping together which was so much fun, and I love my own children, to death…it’s just well…I wish there were 24 MORE hours in the day. I think that might be enough. Otherwise, I am researching finding a clone or three more sets of arms.

Blah California blows. I love the amazing weather and the proximity anything from the narcissism charged Hollywood, to the blazing hot desert. After spending another weekend away (our third in a row   )and loving the escape a tiny jaunt to the beach, woods, wilds or otherwise outdoorsy place provides, I learned that the Govenator wants to close 220 of our 279 state parks. ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME YOU LOSER!!!!!! Arrgggghhh is he an idiot or what? So not only does he assault us with his deplorable acting legacy, he will bow out of politics leaving our state robbed of it’s natural escapes as well. These are THE HEALTHIEST and most AFFORDABLE way to raise our young Californians to be peace loving, tree hugging, kids who say “no” to drugs!
And the nimnal non-English speaker pretending to be the governor of California has decided to resolve his shady budget choices, by doing this. I couldn’t be more upset.

So my amazing, sunny home state in the politically gloomy and dismal month of May has threatened the right for gays to marry…again  (don’t worry…we’ll be back!!!! See ya soon CA!) and threatened to close all of our state parks….EVIL and WRONG!!!!

Geez! Grrrr. Growl.  I will do what I can to try to right both wrongs, but am fully aware, that my voice alone is just not heard. But I will try.

More to come…