Ok… You may be wondering what the Remote Island of a Pin Head is. It has nothing to do with me having a pin head. Imagine the tiniest place (or at least one of the tiniest places I know of)… On the top of a pin head! Sometimes that’s how I feel when it comes to this big world that we live in. Ever feel like you’re the only one, or so small that your life, feelings, emotions, etc. are insiginificant? Well, that’s what it’s like on the top of a pin head. Tiny, small, most people don’t think about it, but it’s there.

Is there any reason why I’m saying this… Uh huh, yes there is!  I’m a Lesbian, 49 years of age, and have been dealing with this issue for over 31 years.  I’m old enough to know better, and not a person to have to deal with discrimination.

Did I choose my sexual orientation?  No, I did not.  As natural as it is to be straight, it’s natural for me to be a Lesbian.  I won’t go into specifics, as I’ve worked out all the “whatIfs” that the conservative right thinks they know.

One thing I will say is…  I was always this way, tried to court men, and guess what??  It wasn’t for me.  It just is what it is, I’m attracted to women. Much like a straight male is attracted to a straight female.

My family life was good (parents & siblings).  I had two caring parents, who are still together for almost 50 years!  Not a norm in this day and age.  Both are Born Again Christians, as are my siblings.  To be quite honest, I would also be a born again christian, if the religious right was not so hateful.  What a shame!

Iv’e seen the Props from California (Propisition 8), and I’m unsure what all the hub bub is all about.

There’s straight and there is gay.  Who cares!  The marriage thing…  Well, if there is the conservative right that wants to keep the marriage thing between a man and a woman, fine!  We can call it something else like “Civil Union”, as long as the union provides the same rights (federally) as a married straight couple.

There are soooo many gay couples out there that have loving families.  I’m not talking about their immediate families, I’m talking about those that adopt children.  And… Even if the couple doesn’t adopt, as many straight couples do not adopt… LGBT couples should have the same rights.   What’s the difference??

If the conservative right wants to dismiss  LGBT couples, then they should also dismiss straight couples that either don’t want children or can’t have children.  Should those marriages be annulled because they can not or don’t want to reproduce?  You tell me…  It is what it is!

If you would like to comment… I would be more than happy to answer.  However, I will not answer to those that have a totally negative, hateful, religious reason for Gay Marriages.  It’s truly not worth my time, and or understanding of a political/religious concept.  I’ve heard it all and it really doesn’t rock my world, nor do I care.

Check out the below video… It might help those that believe otherwise, that we are all the same.  Whether you believe it or not. The below video makes a lot of sense.  You need to view it with an open mind.

So here I am wondering why I’m not taking some time to get over this dang cold that I have. Ok, not your normal everyday cold, as I’ve felt like crap for nearly 5 days now, with the fever, sore throat and just not feeling up to par. Ya know, the feeling like you really shouldn’t be at work, and you may make a mistake since your Brain and Body Aren’t Working to FULL CAPACITY. In most cases, when you’re feeling like that… Bed, Chicken Soup, and More Bed is the best medicine, and Plenty of It.

REASONS FOR NOT STAYING IN BED – AKA – STAYING HOME FROM WORK.

Why bother taking off (taking care of yourself – Whooda Thunkit), everyone else is catching the creeping crud too! Or… You won’t get paid because all you have is Paid Time Off (PTO), which doesn’t cover sick days. Oh, another one is… Staffing doesn’t allow for anyone to be sick. Or, Even Worse… It will be a strike against you, even if you’ve seen a physician and it’s legitimate. What The Hell!!!!!

This seems to be the woes of most employees of companies these days. Unless you work for a company that genuinely cares about your wellbeing. Unfortunately, those types of companies are too few these days. If you’re lucky, you may have management within a company that will stand up for you. That too is hard to find.

Whatever happened to the companies that cared about their employees? I’m thinking that was kicked to the curb when companies started considering employees, “Team Members”. Sounds great, but not really a true sense of the words.

Anyway…. I feel like shit! But ya know what? I’ll go to work tomorrow. The more I infect with this wretched cold… The more the merrier. LET’S HAVE A PARTY!!!!

A story my mother wrote years ago (and yes, I had permission to place it here). I love this story, she has such an imagination. I think I’m just like her in this way…. READ ON!!

THE OCEAN IS GONE!

I’m frequently heard saying, “I’ve got to go down to the beach to see if the ocean is still there.” You’ll hear most Islanders say that… Well, one day I watched two suspicious characters walking towards the beach. They whispered between themselves and one kept glancing around.

A while later as I looked out my window, minding everybody’s business but my own, I saw the two men return. Their pockets were bulging, seaweed kept droping from their clothing and I even saw a fish fluttering in the street after they passed by. They looked bedraggled and worn out, as though they had been in a battle.

Sometime later, I finally made it down the street to the top of the dunes. I looked and blinked, and looked again. All I could see was sand. The ocean was gone!!! I went down closer to what should be the shoreline and could see nothing but stone jetties out in the expanse of sand. There was seaweed, lures, tangled fishing lines and a few sidestepping crabs. A desert where an ocean had been. Where did it go, into an under-ground cavern? Where? Stranger still, were the people walking beside an imaginary ocean. At least no one tried to swim. They all looked straight ahead down the beach, or up toward the dunes.

Now, my imagination is pretty good, but not that good! I know there’s no ocean, even if I don’t look where it should be. The silence is enough to let me know it isn’t there. But, it seems as though no one else wants to acknowledge it is gone!!!

Deep wet sneaker (tennis shoes) tracks led back up to the dunes, shells, pieces of seaweed, and a stray jellyfish lay here and there. On up the sand, away from the beach, and down the street, I went. I knew there was something fishy about those two men. Past my house lay a piece of driftwood, and a gasping sand-shark. I kept on, and came to a house that rocked to and fro. Strange resounding clashes came from within. A salty odor lingered in the air around me. The door started to open and out came the two men, more bedraggled than ever, if possible, wearing soggy sneaks and pockets still bulging. They trudged down the street with determination. Three steps forward, and two steps back. Muffled crash of waves echoed around them. Soon I could see them no more. They had disappeared over the dunes. I looked up and saw gulls hunting for fish and realized the familiar sound of the ocean was back.

My ears trick me at times, so I cautiously looked over the sand dunes to see my familiar ocean back where it belongs, and two very tired men laying on the beach.

Now, I’m not going to tell you what I think happened, you just draw your own conclusions. Soon things will be back to normal, and so will I.