You are not forgotten, precious website

I have lots to say, and for once plenty of time to say it, but none of it is constructive, polite, or worth adding to a heap of dung that is already present. I just want to let everyone know that I do still think about this project and wish to add to it as often as possible, but I'm not going to gripe and complain about people in particular who don't deserve the time of day. It's amazing how UGLY people can be on the inside. Goodnight!

-Mrs. Kreilaus

Today

Jon and I slept in until noon.
Well, I had to get up with the dogs at 7 and 10, but we overall got to sleep in until noon.
Then we had lunch at a local delicious Mexican restaurant.
Then I held and petted puppies outside of a store.
I have caught up fully on Facebook.
Jon and I are still sick (I'm moreso getting over mine, but his is beginning), so we're resting today.
We are about to nap again.

GOOD DAY! :^) Hope you're having one, too!

-Mrs. Kreilaus

Suffrage

Today is Election Day and also "Day of the Dead" as observed in Mexico. Probably not a coincidence. I digress... This "right" began as a fight for anyone that was not a wealthy white male landowner and was a major victory in U.S. history. However, I think our forefathers would shed a tear or two at what their victory has been morphed into. I don't think our forefathers meant for elections to take quite the mudslinging turn that it did (No, they weren't innocent back then, but nowadays is 20 times worse). They would probably roll over in their graves if they knew that "straight ticket" was an option on ballots. And they would probably die all over again to hear that many (I won't say "most" because I don't really know the numbers...) of our voters haven't researched their votes at all. How many people have you heard say, "Then there was this section about if sew-n-sew should retain his seat as county judge...I voted that he should because I haven't heard anything bad about him..."? I'm guilty of this as well. I also hate how "Educated non-voter" is not a choice. If you don't vote, you are the devil. If you vote, you did your civic service, even if you have no idea who or what you voted for. If you wear your "I voted" sticker, you get applauded everywhere you go. Why? You don't know me. I may have just closed my eyes on the ballot or just voted for the same people my parents or friends told me to. It's not just elections that irk me, it's politics in general. Very rarely is there a candidate that has the same exact stance on issues as you do, yet you always have to vote. Most of the time people are voting for "the lesser evil". Really? If that is the drive behind your vote, why don't you just sleep in on election day? If evil is evil is evil, then how can you feel good about yourself for voting for ANY type of evil? The 2 Party system is so narrow-minded. There are too many issues out there to evenly split into 2 groups. Now, most issues are pretty easily split - Abortion (Pro-choice or Pro-life), Gay Marriage (Against or For), Universal Healthcare (Against or For), etc. But then you get grey areas on some...if abortion was completely outlawed, could you look a rape victim or a victim of incest in the eyes and tell her that by law she must carry her rapist's child for 9 months? Or how do you tell a Native American with free healthcare that their own tribe pays for with their own money that they will now have to pay the "white man" and go to other doctors now? I think these grey areas should convey a need for more than 2 parties in the U.S. They RARELY are black-and-white, clear-as-day, cut-and-dry issues with no middle ground. It's just life. I think we need a better representation of life in our political skeleton.

Now, to clear up any assumptions you may have just made about me, I DID actually get out and vote today. UNEDUCATED. That's right, I voted straight ticket for my party when I could. I kept all the sew-n-sews in the positions. I voted for the propositions based upon someone else's research (Well, except for one of the questions) and I winged the county question because I didn't even know there was going to be one. And guess what...I actually feel fairly badly about it. I wish I wouldn't have even voted. Don't worry, I will NOT do this ever again. I will either educate myself or not vote. But hey, everyone that sees me today will compliment me on my "I voted" sticker because I did the "right" thing. Right?

-Mrs. Kreilaus

Shopping for organization!

With the purchase of the deeper, bigger, more big girl purse, it was determined that a new system of organization was needed. The smaller purse system was not going to cut it:

Enters one snazzy looking wallet:

Jesus definitely smiled down upon me when I found the 3-pocketed wallet of awesomeness. Thanks, J!

Alrighty, I'm thinking 3 posts on here in one night is probably sufficient. Goodnight all!!

-Mrs. Kreilaus

Ardmore & the 69/75 Mystery

So, this past weekend I went to Ardmore to visit Price and Sarah before Sarah pops her little one out (She's due on Oct. 13th...). It was a good visit. I feel the need to inform everyone of the lesson I learned, though. I came to Ardmore with the route I know and it was pretty easy, since the OU/Texas game was about to start/going already. The roads were clear. I believe I made it in less than 3 hours. Route:

Easy peasy.

I caught the end of the game at a neighborhood watch party in their neighborhood and met their dogs.

Adorable. It's true. Sarah and I were on a search for a Thanksgiving outdoor flag in Ross when I discovered that I needed a new purse...like, in the next day or two. My handles of old faithful looked like they were going to fall off at any given moment. So, :

I know; it's glorious. And it's actually cobalt blue, not purplish like it looks in this picture. After cruising the town and dining in some local hotspots, it was time to leave. Sad...I know. Here is the route I was planning to take home so that I could avoid I-35 (OU/Texas traffic returning to Norman):

It was going to be a good route. Only problem I could see was that I didn't know if I should be looking for 69 or 75 signs in Durant. Sarah and her mom said 75, but my map reads 69. I figured that I was a big girl and if I merely followed all of the 75 signs, then I would make it home one way or another because we live off of 75 and clearly 75 runs all the way to Texas...in one way or another. So, I will share with you what I learned and then tell you my small story:
This is the Indian Nation Turnpike. Not 75, not 69, just Indian Nation Turnpike:

This is 69:

and THIS is 75:

Okay, so, somewhere on the way to McAlester/Savannah, in a little town called Atoka, I believe, I was driving along, minding my own business when a sign came up out of nowhere telling me to turn left to get to 75. Startled, I had to cut a car off to turn, but I made it. It was a 2-lane road leading west, when I needed to be going east. I thought that it might lead to a 4-lane highway soon. After going through some hills and some curves, another abrupt sign pops up telling me to turn right for 75. 75 is a two-lane "highway" through the middle of nowhere from Atoka to I-40. I promise. However, for the most part, it is a deserted highway for all that way, so good time is still possible as long as there isn't a tractor or semi slowing you down. To sum it up:

In Durant, I entered onto 69/75. In Atoka, 75 juts off west in 2-lane fashion, but still gets you to I-40. If you take I-40 E for about 10 miles, you can exit back onto 75 N and see it in its 4-lane glory. 69 goes all the way from Durant to Muskogee (and keeps going). For some reason, they decided to build an addition to 75 and call it the "Indian Nation Turnpike" and connect 75 to 69 in McAlester. But, anyway, mystery solved.

-Mrs. Kreilaus