Pro Life or Pro Choice……


Our country seems to be divided on this issue. But, Is it possible to be both pro-life and pro-choice?  I think so.   In order to explain that paradoxical statement I will have to tell you a story…my story….few people know this story.  It is something that is not easily shared with the world.

You see most people seem to think that when a woman makes a choice to have an abortion that it is done candidly and light-hearted.  And that once the act is committed you never think about it again…but that is not true.

My very first T.V acting job was in a CBS Afterschool Special called,” I think I’m Having a Baby”.  Jennifer Jason Leigh played the lead and I was one of the classmates along with Ally Sheedy.  One of my lines was, “Abortion is just another word for murder”.  And at the age of 17 I really believed that. 

And then I was 19 and found out I was pregnant.  My boyfriend said to me that if I had the baby I would never see him again—nice huh?  We had only been dating 3 months but it was long enough for me to get pregnant.  In those days I used the diaphragm–not the most effective birth control as you can see.

I went to the doctor office on a Friday—I was 8 weeks pregnant . If I wanted an abortion it had to be on Monday or I could not have it.  I was in shock and my actions were pretty robotic. I made an appointment for Monday.

What did my mother say?  She said nothing. She was with me at the doctor’s office and she said absolutely nothing one way or the other.

I was alone…emotionally alone.  My mother had moved out and took my younger sister to live with her and her boyfriend and had left me with my aunt and my aunt’s nephew.  My Catholic grandmother lived next door, and my uncle lived next door to her and my other uncle lived in the house next door.  No one had known that I had a boyfriend, let alone that I was pregnant.

And so my mother said nothing.  Monday came my boyfriend picked me up and we went to the hospital. That was over 28 years ago and to this day I can picture the lobby, the waiting room—sitting there waiting for my name to be called as if I was waiting for the executioner and I was. 

I did not want to be there.  I did not want to have the abortion.  I just wanted to run away but instead I asked my boyfriend if he was sure about this? He, of course said yes.  I would have been so happy if he had so no, let’s go but that was not the case.  And my name was called—and off to the gallows I went……TO BE CONTINUED

..hunting for a roach…



I call myself the “ROACH HUNTER”, No, not that kind….the creepy crawly kind….

The kind that makes grown  women scream and stop in their tracks.

I envisioned living close to the ocean…. I envisioned a little back yard..but what I did not envision creepy crawlies…

Unbeknown to me when I moved into my two bedroom apt only 8 blocks from the ocean with my own little patio/backyard is that there were roaches.

Now, I’m not unfamiliar with roaches.  I did live in the Bronx, N.Y till the age of five.

We used to visit my family in Puerto Rico as a child, and with hot and humid you not only get bugs you get BIG BUGS.

And you get BIG BUGS THAT FLY. I remember one of those flying aliens getting into my hair at the age of 12.

My PHOBIAS are very real.

In the Caribbean roaches are 3-4 ” long.  Now, that a roach.  I have a very weak bladder and get up to go to the bathroom a gazillion times a night. However, as a small child visiting my homeland, oh hell no!!!!.  To get up in the middle of the night would be to encounter Giganta-Roach.  Needless to say I would stay put in bed and would get up pretty early to go pee in the safety of daylight.

Not since those childhood days have I experienced roaches in my home.

I do remember a vacation in Jamaica in which I saw one of those Giganta-Roaches in my hotel room.  There was no way I would get a nights sleep in that room.

So I head off to the front desk and very politely say to the gentlemen on duty.  ” I’m from Puerto Rico ( I don’t want him to think I am being a judgemental American), so I’m familiar with Giganta -Roach and there is one in my room.  I don’t want to kill it but could you send someone to get it out?”  He sent one of the service guys who arrived with an empty video box (remember those?).

He caught not one but TWO.   Dear GOD, there were TWO of them in my room.  I nearly had a heart attack when he told me that.

I’m told that the roaches in India are a foot long..won’t be going there any time soon!

So, as you can see I have quite a history with bugs.

Did you know that there are “white roaches”? They are even more horrific than a dark roach, like something out of a Hollywood Apocalypse -Horror film.  I kid you not.  I really freaked when I saw my first white roach.

So, why haven’t I RAIDED  them or used a FOGGER,  you ask.

Two reasons, very simply..I am allergic to Raid, so I will get killed before the roaches with a raid-induced asthma attack.

I have 3 cats and a dog and in order to fog you must be off premises for at least 4 hours.

Have you ever had a cat in a pet carrier? That hour drive moving was a lot of fun with three cats screaming bloody murder in the back.

So I have had to resort to natural and organic ways to get rid of the buggers.

The internet search was on……

The answer was…….are you ready?……….ORANGE OIL !!!!!!!!!!

Yup, it seems that there is something about orange oil that starts to melt their exoskeleton and they start to suffocate.

So in an old fantastic bottle I have a concoction of water,vinegar and orange oil.

Guess what it works!!!!!  You spray them and they slow down or stop long enough for me to get a paper towel and crunch them.

I love that sound…the crunching sound of one dead roach..pure heaven to my ears. The small ones I just swat with my bare hands.

I have gotten really good with that trigger.  I can’t wait to go to Disneyland again and get on the Buzz Lightyear ride–I’m sure my score will be a lot higher.

Too bad my spray does not work on ants or spider… I have them too.

I no longer fear the roach..the fight is on and I intend to win the war.

You can call me “The Cockroach Hunter”.

Black Bag Conspiracy

Conspiracy, Paranormal, Ascension

An Eye on Art

a blog about beautiful things

Piggy Love

How a pig changed our lives.

Psychopathyawareness's Blog

information about psychopaths

After Narcissistic Abuse

There is Light, Life & Love

Armory of the Revolution

Writing the wrongs of the Right! The most radical Animal Rights blog on Earth! Universal rights, ecosocialism, and political grenades by Roland Vincent.


Explorations in contemplative writing

The Tree Kisser

Ethical Consumerism, Sustainable Living, Progressive Policy, & Animal Advocacy

There's an Elephant in the Room blog

Thoughts about veganism. Promoting an end to the use and the property status of members of nonhuman species.


El λόγος /ló.gos/ del día a día; de todo lo que pasa y, sobre todo, de lo que no.

Vegan Astronaut

A collection of vegan recipes, space stuff and my journey through Mars One


Unsolicited Social Commentary


Living Vegan In Charlotte, NC - Easy Vegan Recipes - Vegan Restaurant, Product, and Cookbook Reviews

Chitra's Healthy Kitchen

Recipes for healthy living


the politics of the feminine, by marnie olson

Global + Local = Glocal (Me)

Just a Local girl, living in a Global Wor-or-orld. . . .

%d bloggers like this: