May the 4th be with you GLEE episode

So, I didn't really like Glee all that much at first, found it hard to follow as I started watching half-way into the first season. But now I find myself making sure I'm near a TV on Tuesday night at eight. What I have to write about has to do with Sue Sylvester's relationship with the woman with downsyndrome. I was a bit distracted tonight, so I wasn't really ever clear about their relationship. I'm assuming its her sister? Someone correct me if I'm wrong. Well, she had been such a vindictive unlikeable character all this time, and to see a side of her so compassionate and loving towards a handicapped person made my heart reach out to her even though she's a charachter and not a real person. My heart goes out to anyone who treats handicapped people normal. It kills me when I see people try to avoid eye contact with disabled people, or walk around them like they are a chair in the way. It really bothers me because I had a younger sister with epilepsy. She was three years younger than me, and she died when she was 5. Its been 10 years now. She had pretty severse epilepsy. Some people with it can lead sompletely normal lives, and just suffer siezures occasionally for whatever reason. But my sister couldn't walk or talk or live a normal life. She was like a baby, needed to be cared for all the time. She was beautiful though. She had long reddish-auburn hair, and bright blue eyes. She would smile and laugh when anyone sang to her, and my dad's voice made her giggle. She was the angel of our family, and now that she's no longer with us, she really IS our angel. She was constantly in a wheelchair.
So, my point is this. I think i appriciate Glee so much because of tonight's episode. I had admired the show before because a main cast member is in a wheelchair. A friend of my mom's whose son has epilepsy as severe or worse than my sister did just LOVES that character. Through his lack of communication, he insists on watching Glee every week, and laughs and smiles whenever Artie is on screen. I admire Glee for accepting challenged people and for touching some hearts by revealing the villains softer side towards this woman with downsyndrome. I also have two cousins with downsyndrome. I just want to extend my warm thoughts and gratitude towards Glee, because its not very often that disabled people are shown in a good light, let alone any light on TV. I praise them for doing something different and, even if they dont know they're doing it, reaching out to the disabled community and making them feel accepted. Even if its in a small way. :)
<3Lucia Margarita

Th-Th-Th-Thanksgiving!

This Thanksgiving is an important one for me. I've spent the past four Thanksgivings very sick in bed, and this year, being healthy again, i have a lot to celebrate and appreciate. I could easily write for hours about how much my parents mean to me, and how thankful I am for having them by my side. I could write about my brother, Ian and his wisdom. I could write about my girlfriends and their support. I was inspired to write this blog by Modcloth.com, and their Thanksgiving Thank-a-thon blog contest, so I am going to write about my silly little pug, Scout. If you haven't been to Modcloth.com, then you don't know that they have a cutie pie pug as their mascot. So, you're thinking that I am crazy for choosing to write a blog about a dog rather than something (or someone) more important in my life. Hey, this is my blog!

Anyway, here is the story of Scout the Pug.
Scout was given to me around the time of my eighteenth birthday(I'm twenty now). I had wanted a pug for years, and my parents finally gave in when my aunt offered to buy me a puppy. Because I was so sick with ulcerative colitis, I had missed out on my entire senior year of high school being in and out of the hospital. My parents figured it might lift my spirits and cheer me up to have a new puppy. This dog did just that.
I remember the day that my brother and my aunt brought him into my bedroom to me. He was the size of a soda can!

Scout is my angel-dog, as cheesy as that sounds.
After i got him, my attitude changed completely. I stopped feeling so alone and depressed about being sick.
Scout's the funniest dog I've ever met. He is truly a clown. He curls up next to me when I am crying or sick, and sleeps with me when I'm lonely. He kept me company during the day when my parents were working and my brother was at school. This critter seriously knows how to make me laugh. If you've ever met a pug, you know how lovable and silly these little dudes are.
Before i met Scout, I never knew I could love an animal so much.
I am fully recovered now, i owe my recovery and positive attitude throughout all my surgery and illness to Scout. So, Cheers & thanks to the little pug that saved me :)
& Happy Thanksgiving!