Sunday, September 17, 2006

You need to know.

I think you need to know something - that I can see when you are on my blog. So, when you tell your daughter and your mother that you haven't been online in days, I can show them the times you were on, and looking at my site. They're a bit concerned that you have gone out of your way to find it again, after I removed it from the search engine you use to access it, but I guess it just proves how you'll go out of your way to obsess over me.

I mean, c'mon. You do know that this keeps track of how you've been to this site 64 times in the last 100 days, right? You know that I can see you used the phrase "sarah j goes to england blog" in to find it again? I've also seen the methods you've used to try and link to my new blog - the one I actually keep updated. But, it doesn't seem like you've had much success there. But that's okay. I've passworded all the stuff I wouldn't want you to read, anyway.

Keep trying, though. That way, when emails go unanswered, texts go unresponded too, I can say, "Well, she was online on September 17th at 3:52pm...not sure why she's telling you she can't get online!"

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

New Website - Update your Bloglines

Update your bloglines, I have a new blog URL. Edit: I've had to remove the redirect script, and the URL link. My blog and I are being stalked (according to RI state law), and I'm doing my best to prevent the behavior before beging forced to take it to the next level. eMail me at my yahoo address if you want the new blog addie, or would like more informations about the patterns contained on this site. If you don't know my yahoo addie, just leave a comment on this post, letting me know who you are and why you would like my new URL.

Monday, August 21, 2006

I love my Dad.

I've had a rough few days. Tonight, my Dad sat next to me on the couch, and asked me how I was. With tears in my eyes, I let it all out. Everything. We talked and talked, and he couldn't believe what I was telling him. Not because of anything that I have done, but because of the way that some people choose to lead their lives, and hurt those around them.

My father is the most caring, understanding, unconditionally-loving person I know. I'm so greatful that he and my Mom have raised my brothers and I to be open minded, caring for others, and accepting of who people really are. I know my father loves me, and that no matter what, he will always be there for me.

And that my father also loves the ones I love. I couldn't believe the hurt on his face when I let him know what was going on with someone we both care about. He was devistated to hear the pain and anguish being gone through this very minute, and how we can do nothing about it.

I love my Dad so very much.

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Sunday, August 20, 2006

I'm very sorry.

Mrs. J, Please read the email that I have sent you, if you haven't already. With my love, and apologies, Sarah

Saturday, August 19, 2006

Tagged : More Questions about Me

Snagged from Deneen If you want to participate, please copy the questions to your blog 1. If you had to set your own work schedule; 8 hours per day; 5 days per week. Which days and hours would you choose? I like working early, and getting home early - so 4am to noon, Sunday to Thursday. 2. What Reality Show would you be on and why? Big Brother. I love the idea of chilling out all summer long, and having millions of people analyze why I'm brushing my teeth a certain way. 3. What is the last book you read? Number the Stars, by Louis Lowry. It was something my students were reading in school. 4. There are many songs that bring us back to a certain memory. What song(s) do you HATE to hear for that very reason? Better Man, by Pearl Jam 5. If you could go back in time to be any place in world history, what time would you choose and what country / place? 1950's middle class America. I would love to be that steretypical housewife with the two kids waiting for my partner to come home to a clean house and a home cooked meal. I loved the music, the clothes, and the tradition. (Well, other than the not liking gays thing.) 6. Do you know more than one language? Which one(s). Yeah, I can speak, write and understand Spanish and English, (both British and American) and I can understand Portuguese (Azorian dialect). 7. What is your favorite blog? Please link it. One only (Okay, I'll grant you two or three, I'm easy that way). Pink is the new Blog Cute Overload Awful Plastic Surgery, and it's partner Good Plastic Surgery 8. What is your favorite web site? If you mean the one I go to the most, it's 9. Your house is on fire, the people and pets you love are safe and you can grab one other "thing", what are you taking? The teddy bear that my grandfather gave me, that I bring with me when I travel. 10. You have $100 to spend in the next hour. How are you spending it? (Saving it or giving it away not permitted.) A new dress for an upcoming event. If you are participating, thanks so much!

Friday, August 18, 2006

Stamps? Of course you need 'em anyway!

An email from my best bud Kara: Those of you know know me best know that autism awareness is a matter close to my heart. I wanted to let you know (so that you'll pass the word along...) that the new Autism Society of America stamps are coming out this Sept 11th. The Stamps will honor those affected by the tragedy of 9-11, and proceeds (20%!) will go to the Autism Society. For more info - click here. Thanks, and pass it on! Love, Kara Buy some! Buy many!

Tuesday, August 15, 2006

I need a new button.

I need a button for my new site. If anyone can whip one up for me, I'd be very thankful. What I'm looking for, is something having a symbol for the US, a symbol for the UK, and a rainbow. My "dream" button would be an earth, with a rainbow streatched between the US and the UK. I'd also like the name of my blog (Sarah Moves to England) in it. Just drop me an email - sarahmovestoengland(at)yahoo(dot)com

Mom and Dad's Reaction

Yesterday, I let Mom and Dad know that I'm moving to the UK to be with Emma. I prefaced it by telling them that Emma had been happy at work, and was making more money there than she would be making here for many years. Mom was fine with it. "What an adventure!" and "Well, you're old enough now." She didn't seem to have any problems at all. My Dad cried. At least I think he did. He kept wiping his eyes. He asked me lots of questions - how was I going to earn money, how would I pay for healthcare, can I get over there on the visa I am looking into, what will I do. In the end, I left them to digest for a while. We'll see how today goes.

Monday, August 14, 2006

I'm Moving.

I've waited to publish this decision until after I had talked with my family, but now I'm able to let my readers know. I'm moving to England. When I spent time with Emma this summer, she let me know that she did not want to return to school in the States. Things were going too well for her at home in the UK, and it made more sense for her to remain at home. Since I have been unhappy with my job for a while, it seemed to make sense to move in with her and her family, and save for a home of our own. It makes much more sense on so many levels. Here, Emma had to spend close to $10K a year for tutition and healthcare in order to remain in the country. At home, she gets free healthcare, and has a job making close to $40K a year. Although I am set with a job at the school I am working with, I've hit my limit as far as promotions go. I'd need to go to college for another 2-3 years in order to make the kind of money that would allow me to live as independently as I'd like to. In the UK, the job market is rather open for me. As far as the UK laws go, it is much easier for a homosexual couple to live. We can get married, adopt kids, have a house in both our names, have partner benifits, everything that a married hetero couple in the US can have. Now, don't get me wrong. The UK isn't all sunshine and roses. I have to go through the visa process in order to live there legally. The healthcare system is less skillful than what I am used to. I see my doc about every 3 months here in the States, and I've had the same one since I was about 16. There is this whole "Big Brother" thing about the UK, with all the ID cards, video cameras, and tv cards that kind of freaks me out. Then, there is the whole aspect of leaving my family. Although they are all in good health, there is always the worry that something will happen. I'll miss them like crazy. I've decided to begin a new blog about the process and how I'm dealing with it. Feel free to come and comment, and whatnot. Sarah Moves to England