I Must Confess I am a Sucker for True Love

Oh my, the news has been busy these past few weeks, and there is much to discuss in the media. On top of that, so much has been going on in my personal life, that I've been too busy to stop and reflect much. Between Iran, North Korea, Mark Sanford, Michael Jackson, and Miranda, I've had my mind full, and with a dinner party, a cruise, a spa day birthday retreat for my mother-in-law, I've had my hands full. With all that marriage and church entails, I've had my heart full, and I've just got to spit some of this out before I simply explode!

First, I've just got a bit to say about the international fiascos Obama is creating in the world scene. It's not enough that he's a wimp when it comes to Iraq and Afghanistan, but now, as we Republicans easily foresaw, he's failing on the fronts of Iran and North Korea. George W Bush did not declare a war on terrorism rather than on a single country for a reason. He did not want to tie this country's hands when it came to dealing with dictatorships. He went around promising diplomatic talks with lunatics and look what he's got... a HOT MESS! George Bush would have declared war on those frightful men for their actions against the US this week, that's for sure. Obama could learn a thing or two about bravery from the Republicans. It's true.

After all Sarah Palin's had to deal with this last year, now add liberal elites David Letterman and John Kerry to the mix! Can't someone just give this woman a break? It's clear she's dressed to succeed, and that cannot be beat, so those fools should just get out of her way. She'll always get the last laugh. She's proven that in her public service, hasn't she? Anyway, making light of Mark Sanford's predicament is just cruel. Shame on you John Kerry, and shame on you, Jenny Sanford!

I think that this is what I really wanted to write about here. There have been a few times I have been a little jealous of Miranda's working relationship with William, but there is nothing that sompares to marriage. Not sex. That's for sure. But, Mrs. Mark Sanford has said where her allegiances lie, and they are not with her husband, that is apparent in her insistence that they separate, and in her not greeting her man at the airport to stand by him at his touching press conference. It's clear that he wants his marriage to work and that she's given up. I read the emails. He loves this woman in Argentina, and I think it's God's will that he be with her. If he were to marry her and help her become a US citizen and then ran for vice president in 2012 with Sarah Palin on the top of the ticket, I think that would be a winning combination. A combination with (pardon me) the balls to stand up to the likes of Ahmadinejad and Il. A combination with some real family values, rather than the likes of some of the immoral Democrats!

Well, I'm not pregnant yet, but when God decides it's time, it will be time. My mother-in-law's birthday is coming up and I am going to Dallas to help organize a spa retreat weekend for her, William's sister, and me to spend together. I figure it's a good way for us to get in a little mother-daughter-sister bonding. Lord, help me. I'll need it with the Queen Bitch and the Lesbian Breeder. I've been a little bored with being a housewife from time to time. When Lupita is cleaning, it is excruciating to watch how slowly she goes through the house to dust and mop. If I were paying her by the hour, I would be enraged. It's bad enough I have to house sit my own house that long, but I tolerate it because she does do a good job, and even though I had to listen to her baby cry while she brought her to work and wore her on her back that one time, I've decided to turn the other cheek and be the better person. She's a charity project, of sorts.

Well, I'm busy. William is having his buddies from the club over. I like Gregor's wife well enough, but Kirk's wife, Kim, drives me batty. I'd better stock up on some extra appletini mix and vodka. I'm not ovulating for another week, and since I won't have to drive William and I around like usual, I think tying one on and maybe speaking my mind for a change might make for an interesting evening. Jesus, please forgive me in advance for my imminent sarcasm. Though it's unseemly in a woman, since I've got William's unconditional support now that we're married, I think a higher good can only come from it.

Thanks, Mr. Fluffington!

Love, Mims