Moving most of my bizness to Facebook

Hey, SHE'S ALIVE!!!!

Wow, been a while, huh? Well, shoot, go pop out a set of twins when you already got one kid and tell me you wouldn't be too busy blog? I know, no excuses, right.

SO yeah. After a lot of nagging from my sister I finally went on Facebook which wasn't easy for me to do. A little scary using your real name, home address, and social security number to sign in. I kid.

So if you wanna find me you can look me up under Debbie Lenson Turcio and be my sweet wonderful friend. It's a lot easier and quicker for me and pretty easy to upload pics and video and schtuff like that.

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Ba-Rock the Vote

Growing up as one of three Jewish kids in a class of about one hundred kids, almost everyone white, except one black student, I was accustomed to hearing predjudiced remarks, seeing smirks, and giggles after an "off color" remark, and the such. I also seemed to be the only democrat.

In 1988, I stood up for Dukakis while my middle school classmates laughed at his bushy eyebrows. When they said things like, "George Bush was already the vice president..." I rebutted with, "So? What about the S and L scandal?! Huh???" But even though I wasn't totally sure what was so scandalous about it, my friends were confused and instead of understanding the I was speaking of the Savings and Loan corruption that Bush was apart of, they assumed I was referring to the SNL bits with Dana Carvey.


My parents heavily influenced the political views that I have today. My mother always made a point to bring me into the voting booth and let me pull that curtain lever...God, I miss those things.

I grew up believing that only the rich, the white, the anti-Semitic were of the Republican persuasion. Although older and not that much wiser, I now know that is not always the case, and by that I mean they could just be rich, or white, or anti-Semitic separately and not necessarily a combination of all the above.

My first time voting in a presidential election I voted for Ross Perot.

I missed voting for Gore in 2000 because I had moved and didn't realize that I wasn't registered in my new district until 7:15 pm election day. I cried on the way home.
I had pangs of guilt in the days following...I live in Ohio. It wasn't as bad as Florida, but not far from it. I couldn't bring myself to fully trust John Kerry's exit plan for the war and decided to vote for Bush....yes, I know, but my parents felt the same way. My husband John did not however and claimed that he canceled out my Bush vote with his Kerry vote, so there.

My parents haved listed to Rush Limbaugh for years, I could never understand why, he always pissed me off. They thought his show was entertaining, laughable, and filled the car with enough noise to drown out traffic. They always watched CNN then sometimes FOX News and lately, all Fox news. What's going on there?

Now my mother says, "Oh, I just don't like him..." when referring to Obama. My parents were sure he might be an anti-Semi. Then there's "that crazy outlandish Reverand Jeremiah Wright, he hates Jews, you know."

When McCain announced Sarah Palin was his running mate, I told Mom "that woman frightens me." And my mother's response? "Who, Sarah?" Was I in a paralell universe, or had my mother just referred to the ultra conservative, gun-toting, shoot-em and eat-em former beauty pageant mother of five by her first name? It was as if Mom knew her personally and she was just that misunderstood neighbor that she regularly borrowed a cup of sugar from without a thought. "What do you mean, Who? Sarah? Like she's your Sarah? Mom! Are you kidding me? You're comfortable who her taking the reigns if McCain died?! Are you serious?" "Oh, come on, she's harmless..." Harmless is not on the long list of words I would have picked to describe the govenor.

What happened to my parents? Where did we go wrong? As John pointed out, it was all that casual Rush Limbaugh listening, and the constant drone of a TV with Fox News on all day. They were slowly brainwashed. Don't let it happen to your family like it did mine. I know they already sent in their ballots weeks ago and there's nothing we can do now.

Yeah, it's free country. Yeah, you have the right to vote for who you see fit to run the place. But honestly, who's ever heard of Republican Jews?
Oh, besides Joe Leiberman, I mean.

So intriguing, a fragrance like this is....

They say that “diamonds are a girl’s best friend”. They say “it’s the most wonderful time of the year.” About fifteen years ago, they tried to combine both with one of the longest running Christmas classics in advertising known to all of us as Elizabeth Taylor’s White Diamonds.

It’s a commercial that’s gotten worse with age, and by worse, I mean better in a deliciously cheesy, and completely outdated kind of way.
When is the last time we actually saw Elizabeth Taylor with black hair? Okay, maybe that’s the way most people picture because her black hair and violet eyes are just her signature look. Well, then try this, when is the last time anyone has landed an old Wright brothers’ plane within thirty yards of a gentlemen’s high stakes poker game in time for Elizabeth Taylor to glide out and save the day? She steps off the plane and is soon in the middle of the action. There’s a man who cannot raise his bet until she va-va-vooms up to the table dripping in diamonds and in husky voice says, “Not so fast, comrade...”. And then she tosses her five pound forty carat diamond earing on the table and delivers the famous line, “These have always brought me luck.”

Well, I can’t pinpoint exactly what it is that makes me love this commercial so much, but I do know that nothing says the holidays are coming like White Diamonds. How much longer will they run this ad? I just can’t say. But let’s all enjoy it while we still can, and if you’re so inclined, pick yourself up an ode to the toilet of the stuff at your corner drug store.

Acid Tripping Cat Food NOT Recalled.

There's a new cat food commercial I see every once in a while I find a leetle inapropriate given the bad rap cat and dog food has gotten in the news lately. This cat runs up to it's food bowl to take bite in what appears to be a normal kitchen. But once the cat swallows, the room melts away into Willy Wonka land. The announcer cheerily talks about "delighting your cat's senses" with the new colors and textures and smells and tastes that this new "food" (acid) has to offer.

Dude, when have either of my cats complained that their food wasn't exciting enough? Their only requirement is that it's there. If anything, they should be complaining about having to eat next to the litter box. "Is it too much to ask for a little atmosphere, here? Sheesh, I'm starving and all I can smell is my own poo."

But if catfood laced with hallucinagenics is the way to go, maybe I should let Lucy and Molly give it a try. They might have a little fun jumping across animated rocks in a technicolor river all while chasing after a sparkling butterfly that smells like tuna fish, just like the kitty on tv.