Saturday Somethings on a Long Weekend

It's a long weekend for most people. I am going to work Monday. I am not going to say what I really wanted to say here. Instead I am going to just say that today and tomorrow I will knit, try to deal with the warm weather, water the grass and maybe inbetween I will eat something. I don't feel much like eating or cooking when it's warm. Perhaps I should get dressed and go out. I am feeling like a hermit. I was out all day yesterday and am not sure I'm fit company today for anyone but my tv, livingroom and computer. But you know, the more I write about this, the more I think it's time for me to take a shower, get dressed, find somewhere to go besides picking up the mail at the post office. If I'm lucky maybe I'll see a friend or two over the weekend or at least talk to them on the phone. I know being holed up at home alone all weekend is probably not the right thing to do. Even if it does mean I get a lot of knitting done. :)

So to cheer myself up, besides getting out, I am going to post this:

I have this print on the wall in my livingroom. It is HUGE. It's by Stuart Moskowitz and is called "The Corporation". My first husband gave it to me as a wedding present in 1981. I have carried it everywhere with me. I love his work. Looking up his art today cheered me up.

Complaints

I am going to register some complaints here. There are ongoing things which continually bother me A LOT and so I'm going to share them. You might not agree and you might think I'm being prejudiced but this is how I feel.

I am tired of being a hard-working, tax-paying, law-abiding, vote-casting United States citizen who can't afford health care even though I work full time. The medication my doctor wants me on is not affordable. I'm employed so I don't qualify for help from drug companies, the state or federal governments. I always wear my seat belt. I pay my bills on time. I worked hard to afford college and then to pay off the student loans. I'm a decent, soft-hearted woman. Except for this...

I would like to know why illegal immigrants get better health care than I do. Why do they get help with food, housing, clothing, education and medicine at my expense when they're here illegally? Why am I being punished for working? For being born here? Why does the government want to reward them and punish me by making me fund these items with the taxes the obtain from my hard earned money?

Do I sound like I'm feeling that I'm being treated unfairly? I hope so. Because I'd like to know why someone who doesn't follow the law gets rewarded and someone who does gets to pay the bill for it. That truly does not seem fair to me.

OK I am not going to say any more except that fortunately the First Amendment allows me to speak my mind. I don't do it too often. I just have been feeling unfairly treated lately by a government that cares more about illegal immigrants than the citizens born here.

There are days when I'm glad we only live once.