Monday, September 28, 2009

Good Morning

Quote of the day: "Insanity: doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results." Albert Einstein (1879-1955) You got to love Albert Einstein's logic. Did you know he had dyslexia? I have often wondered if we are not doing math backwards; and now I think I know why!!!

Song of the day: "No Shoes, No Shirt, No Problems" Kenny Chesney

Metaphor of the day: Waking up in the morning is like opening a present; you never know what your going to get or how your going to react.

Now, look eee here; I just want to make a general statement (all that rubbish up there just to point out a simple fact. HMMM). How about this. Bathroom time is not social hour (or five minutes or whatever it takes.). When I am on the potty, I don't feel like ANY HUMAN should be standing in the door asking me "What cha doing?" or any other type of conversational piece that should arise. I also do not feel this is the time when the pets need to get their attention. They have 23 and a half hours of the day to vie for that. Please keep your furry body off of my lap when I am trying to go potty. And for the human's, PLEASE do not open the door a crack so the furry friends can come in. POTTY TIME IS NOT SOCIAL TIME.

Now that we have clarified that, Hello, Hi, and what is up? Is your day going ok? We are going to have a great day over here at the Sanitarium! Let's see, I have an exam tonight, Sam called in, Doc is sleeping, Lucy is being busy, the cats are wandering aimlessly around the house looking for trouble, the bird might be giving up on her eggs (she is socializing with me, which I DON'T need right this second) and I had to drop everything and run to the grocery store. Yea! ~~please note the sarcasm, it is there and I want to make sure your reading that passage with disdain ~~ Oh and I lost my coffee cup.

I was reading corrections to a paper for Eng 300. I need to buy a new grammar book. Her one statement over and over was, "Write like you talk." Well, I am doing that! She said I need to use simple short sentences. I mean, I know, I am not James Joyce... but there has to be some use of semi-colons and comma's or else the paper would be BORING. In the long run it will make me a better writer but it is kind of annoying all the same!

Off to study. Because I guess I have shot my wad. I just wanted to get it out there about the potty time!

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Sunday, September 27, 2009

cat blogging

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Second quote of the day: "The place where optimism most flourishes is the lunatic asylum." Havelock Ellis (1859-1939) English Sexual Psychologist.

One more thing I forgot. I bought a scale for the house today. I got on it when I got home and wanted to slip into a deep depression. But then... I thought... wait a minute... my clothes still fit... don't they? That can't be right!

Not Giving up Yet

Song of the day "Keeper of the Stars" John Michael Montgomery

Quote of the day: "The best way to live is by not knowing what will happen at the end of the day..." Donald Barthelme - US author of sometimes surrealistic stories (1931-1989)

Metaphor of the day: "When it rains it POURS"

Hot damn what a last few weeks! I am not really sure if I am coming or going on most days. There has been a lot of issues with Lucy and that has caused me to slip painfully behind on my studies.

Then the laptop crashed. Doc bought me a new one today.

I got sick (FUGHADUCK... I vomited stomach acid and it shot out my nose and tore up my nasal passage, then I choked on the crap as I was sitting there crying at the pain from the bile shooting out my nose.) and I still have no voice. I wonder if I didn't get some of the stuff in my vocal cords. I sound like I am trying to recover from laryngitis! Oh and cry... yes indeedy! And I kept thinking over and over (as I lay my head upon the potty) "Thank You GOD that I scrubbed to toilet today!"

Lucy had a full blown violet attack yesterday. She bent my glasses all up (I was able to get them to the point I can wear them), pulled out chunks of my hair, beat up Doc's NEW car inside and outside, and the list goes on. It lasted about 2 hours.

Amanda LIED to Gram and POP while they were down here visiting. So, they naturally took the stance they didn't like DOC and left. Fine, really, bad week to come visit... hope we don't have the swine flu and we didn't pass it to them! So, Gram told me yesterday all these awful things that Doc and I are doing (like we won't let them come out of their room, make them eat things they don't like [life is tough, eat real food because your not getting hot dogs here], they are forced to talk to themselves because we don't let them out of their room, they do nothing [I'll have to remember that the next visit to the park or shopping], Doc sleeps on the couch [hmmmm... I could get vulgar there but I won't]) oh I don't know there was a laundry list of stuff Sue told me. So, I questioned Mandy on this. She admitted to making stuff up. I asked her why... SHE WANTED GRAM AND POP TO PAY HER ATTENTION AND NOT LUCY. So, it is OK to make MOM and DOC look like they are in first place for the lousiest parents in Tennessee Award. Thanks. Thanks A LOT.

I am sure there are a half a dozen things I missed that went wrong (THIS WEEK ALONE). I decided to spend two days in bed on top of all this. SIGH. Life sucks sometimes.

I sent the kids to bed with hugs and kisses at nine PM and told them to watch TV and I would shut if off later. I am sure this will translate as I whipped them and beat them and sent them to bed without blankets (when they talk to Gram again!) LOL.

You got to laugh!

OH OK, here is another one... we have had what 10 days of (torrential downpours) rain? The area we park (so the cars don't get gunked up from the tree) is tore up. I am parking by the house so we don't have anymore rutts over there. The creek this afternoon was running about half way up the banks and we are now under a flash flood warning. SIGH.

I have to get back to writing papers. Yea! I just wanted to let everyone know we are not dead... just being challenged! You most likely will not hear from me until next weekend. By then I will most likely have ANOTHER laundry list of BS rather then insightful and whitty blogging.

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Friday, September 25, 2009

I am grumpy and I don't feel good. I feel better then I have felt for a week and that is a good sign but I also feel better enough to have some cognitive abilities back and thus... I think therefore I am in a bitchy mood.

I am done. It has happened for the last time. It is what you obviously want so good-bye.

Friday, September 18, 2009

no pic yet

Doc asked me the other day who keeps moving the bowling ball. I informed him that Alvin (is his desperate attempt to bed for toys) has been doing this. I was given the look of yeah, right, uth huh. Well. While I was at school yesterday Alvin moved the ball over by the back door. So, there. It is not me or the kids. LOL.

That is my cat blogging for now. ;-) just a cute little story.

Wednesday, September 16, 2009

a couple of images

Enlarge this and tell me....

Cat BLOGGING at it's best. I crept into the girls room for that last goodnight kiss.
THIS is what I found.
Notice how Alvin is taking near HALF the queen sized bed!

Tuesday, September 15, 2009

Good Morning

Quote of the day: "Fear is the main source of superstition, and one of the main courses of cruelty. To conquer fear is the beginning of wisdom." Bertrand Russell (1872-1970) from his Unpopular Essays (1950), "Outlines of Intellectual Rubbish".

Song of the day: "My My, Hey Hey" Neil Young, (live with Crazy Horse) Live Rust album

Today's post I will get up later or at some date in the future. LOL. Ain't I just a brat? I had a really great class last night and no it is not Social Psych... the name of the class eludes me now... but anyway... in the same area of study. It is a psych class, does it have to have a name? What I am going to do is share with you a little of the night. It made for a neat drive home.

The brief is this (the real good stuff from my head will come when I have time and energy to write it) the instructor had us pull a random song of our choice from our head and mentally hum the tune. And he told us to go somewhere (please don't tell me that, lol, because I go!) but we had to go somewhere and then... HE wanted to know the song and where we went and why we went.

"It's better to Burn out then to fade away" (line from the song of the day) was where I went. I realized the first time I had heard the song I was like (all beavus an butt head) burn out... heurh heurh... and later in life I was suffering from Job Burnout and that sucked... and then... now (skipping a lot) I am watching others burn out and I AM NOT going there. But the reality is "fade away" was never an option. I understand what it means. But I am not going to get lost in other people's reality.

Oh well. That is the readers digest version. I will toss the entire analogy up when I feel like it. Which, as my readers know... I may never get to it! LOL.

Monday, September 14, 2009


Song of the day: "Crazy on You" Heart

Quote of the day: "Sometimes I think the surest sign of intelligent life exist elsewhere in the universe is that none of it has tried to contact us. " Bill Watterson (1958-) Calvin and Hobbs

I can't do anymore homework tonight. I can hardly type. I will finish my catch up tomorrow or later today as it sits. Got to go to Bowling Green tomorrow. This will be for my Social Psych class. Yea.

Today has been a good day. Doc got his music on his way to work on Saturday. I was pleasantly surprised to find a copy of, "Live Rust" by Neil Young in his music bag. So, I know what I will be listening to tomorrow night. And singing to and just really having a great time with.

Doc is a really sweet guy. I hope everyone knows that. I want everyone to know that. When God made the mold for Doc, he was not playing. He gave him so much good.

ps I am sure the Calvin and Hobb's quote is wrong but that is how it turned up on more then one quotation page so the comma's must have been how it was spaced over the comic or something. I almost put puncuation in there and changed it but then it would not be a direct quote, would it?

Sunday, September 13, 2009

Pending excitment

Quote of the day: "Love is an act of endless forgiveness, a tender look which becomes a habit." Peter Ustinov (1921-2004)

Quote of the day: "One word frees us of all weight and pain of life: That word is Love." Sophocles (496 BC -406 BC)

Song of the day: "Silly love songs."Paul McCartney & Wings.

I need to address first the fact that Doc has made a big purchase for his album collection and I am teetering with the excitement that he will be make the most awesome of awesome of posts. And as he spoke of ... it may be even more than ONE... WOOHOO. I plan to take the kid's to the park after school on Thursday so that he has some time alone to write. I just can't wait to see what he comes up with. Please take a moment and offer him some encouragement to write.

Next. Kids.

We have had some issues. Lulu has some issues lately. She was asked to leave 2 daycare's in 3 days. The first never really offered an explanation other then she threw a bad temper tantrum. The second one elaborated a bit more. She is going into a fit of sorts and does not have a relocation of anything that happened prior during the fit but can recall events prior to the "fit". I am not going to go into detail there. It has been long and drawn out but happened all of the sudden.

Wednesday, September 09, 2009

OK OK I got to stop reading the headlines

Why do WOMEN have sex? This article reveals it all. So, I wonder... If I have sex with DOC... will he take the trash out? Or should I wait for him to take the trash out and urr.. put the moves on him as a reward? Maybe it wouldn't be a reward. Maybe if I don't have sex at all with him he will take the trash out in an act of relief. Look Hunny, I took the trash out, it's a night off of sex. Whatever. Where do they come up with the idea's for these studies?


Justice.. ROFLMAO

I don't think the 4 woman should have to stand trial. I think this is good exposure for all cheaters.


Quote of the day: "I feel like a fugitive from the law of averages." William H. Mauldin (1921-2003)

Song of the day: "Nothing out of me" Lennon Murphy

We have a whole bunch of fuss over today being the last unique day for the next 100 years. I declare, NOT TRUE. I feel that every day can be a historical day.

Especially when you are able to let go of your issues and accept the things you can not change. Life is about living and not about feeling sorry for yourself. Life is about change. Life is a fresh breathe of air every day and for which we should be grateful to be here.

Yesterday I did something I did not want to do. I let go of the strings that bind me to the people I love and prevent me from loving them as a whole person instead of pieces of a person.

When we lived in 29 Palms California, I had a poster. I was not really allowed to have posters or put things on my wall but for some reason my mom did let me buy one poster. The deal was that I could not put it on a wall but instead we used Elmer's glue and mounted it on a piece of cardboard and I could have it leaning on a night stand. Which worked for me and it was a great compromise. I got something that I felt I needed. It was a picture of a horse running In a smaller print was an anonymous (at the time, I am sure by now someone has laid claim to it) "If you love something set it free, if it comes back to you it is yours, if not it was never meant to be."

Over the years this quote has never held true to form. Or rather it has. Yesterday I let it free. All of it. Control is not the answer to a problem it just festers jealous emotions. I don't have room in my heart for an inferiority complex. I don't have the time or energy to feed jealousy. I have had to much pain over the years and I just decided that this is me and my life and I am not going to restrain the people I love and make them conform to what I need to make me happy. It took a lot of courage on my behalf. No one ever comes back. Except Joe. And Joe has nothing to do with what I did yesterday.

But Joe is like a bad penny or a sunshine friend. Or Joe could be a good luck penny as he has been there for me in some of my most difficult times. At one time we were really close. We were the best of friends. He is a second on my list of favorite people ...Right NEXT to NYPINTA! He and I have spent years engaging in endless conversations about nothing in particular or everything critical to life the universe and everything. But he comes and goes. When he goes he is gone for very long periods of time and when he comes he expects us to be friends on the level that we were when he left. And friends that you were close with are like your favorite pair of jeans. You can't help but to try them on again and have that familiarity back in your life.

This time the jeans were uncomfortable. Or the situation the jeans were in made me uncomfortable. He has a few issues to work out and will be in a facility for a few weeks to work the issues out. I think he is very brave to take this monumental step to a new tomorrow. He will be in my prayers. I wish him the best. And when he comes out of the facility I look forward to hearing about his trivals and trials.

And that is what 09.09.09 means to me. Joe's first step to taking that breath of fresh air.
And that is what 09.09.09 means to me. My first selfless act.

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Monday, September 07, 2009

on a lighter note

The Age Gap

At 85 years of age, Roger married Jenny, a lovely 25 year old. Since her new husband is so old, Jenny decides that after their wedding she and Roger should have separate bedrooms, because she is concerned that her new but aged husband may over exert himself if they spend the entire night together...

After the wedding festivities Jenny prepares herself for bed and the expected knock' on the door. Sure enough the knock comes, the door opens and there is Roger, her 85 year old groom, ready for action. They unite as one. All goes well, Roger takes leave of his bride, and she prepares to go to sleep.

After a few minutes, Jenny hears another knock on her bedroom door, and it’s Roger, Again he is ready for more 'action'. Somewhat surprised, Jenny consents for more coupling. When the newly weds are do ne, Roger kisses his bride, bids her a fond good night and leaves.

She is set to go to sleep again, but, aha you guessed it - Roger Is back again, rapping on the door, and is as fresh as a 25-year-old, ready for more 'action'. And, once more they enjoy each other. But as Roger gets set to leave again, his young bride says to him,

'I Am thoroughly impressed that at your age you can perform so well and so often. I have been with guys less than a third of your age who were only good once. You are truly a great lover, Roger.'

Roger, somewhat embarrassed, turns to Jenny and says:

'You mean I was here already?'

The moral of the story:

Don't be afraid of getting old, Alzheimer's has its advantages.

PS. Have I sent this to you already?

Labor Day

Quote of the day; "It is a curious thing...they creed promises a paradise which will be absolutely uninhabitable for anyone of civilized taste." Evelyn Waugh (1903-1966)

Song of the day: "Star Spangled Banner" Any version. My favorite is the actual poem by Francis Scott Key.

To post or not.

Our Country was built on dreams and dreamers. We owe a lot to our forefathers. And not just the ones who wrote or contributed to our independence from England. We owe a lot to people like Joe Hill (see Doc's post).

Early labor jobs were legal slavery. People worked long hard hours for little or no pay. Many lived in poor conditions (sub-standard for that time and worse then the homeless now) to pay for their boat trip over to America for freedom.

On September 5, 1882 was the marked first celebrated "Labor Day". Some 10,000 workers assembled and march past City Hall. Can you imagine that? In 1882 there were 10,000 people willing to loose their job and march for what they knew was right. (Today's parade would be a show of money from major corporations looking for the advertisement. And local yokels looking for a standing in their community.) Anyway, they were willing to risk it all. By marching in the parade they were putting their lives, their families, and their working future at risk. They were demanding a right to a better life. The goal was simple. To inspire better working conditions. Let me spell that out one more time. TEN THOUSAND WORKERS stood up at one time for their rights. WOW.

And yet the concept of labor unions never worked in any area of the United States but the East. It is interesting to say the least. Many (I think all) states have adapted to certain rules and regulations of fair labor but abhor the idea of union's settling in. Living in Georgia for ten years I had forgotten (yikes) about unions. When Doc and I went to his parents this Spring there were billboards supporting their local unions all over. I may not have commented on it then but I was impressed. And at the same time I was mad at myself for forgetting such an important thing.

Right now I am grateful that I don't have to work in a sweat shop (be it a legal factory now or a horrible condition from the industrial revolution). Right now life is good and it could be better if ... our country would draw together again and be the UNITED STATES we proudly claim.

Happy Labor Day to you and yours. I hope everyone takes a minute to celebrate and then another minute to reflect... oh and the rest of the day to have a good time!


Sunday, September 06, 2009

To Reform or not to reform... LMAO @ USA

Quote of the day: "Whoso would be a man must be a nonconformist" Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882)

Song of the day: "Civil War" Guns n Roses

Topic: Government, special interest groups, racism, all the things we should not talk about.

I guess the best way to start this is by going into mental health facilities. As we all know they have closed most of them down (as well as orphanages but that is another topic). Doc and I were engrossed in conversation on the adverse effect of closing down insane asylums the other day. Here is my stand and if you don't like it... well that is too damn bad.

With most states closing down mental health facilities and leaving the maintenance of people with mental health disorders to the family, general public, medicaid, prisons, and what ever means special interest groups get the government to support. Wouldn't it have just been easier on everyone to have set facilities in set places to take care of the needs of the mentally ill? So, we basically released the handicaped into a society where they have no means of coping.

Then we criticize people for heckling them. That is just human nature. The survival of the fittest. Yes, I agree, it is not a very nice thing to do. But... it is a characteristic of many animals to weed out the ones not fit to function in society. Mother tigers eat their young if they are born dis-formed (and they are not the only creature).

American doctors give parents an option of abortion if something critical is found like Down Syndrome or Spina Bifida (to name a few). Other countries allow families to commit infanticide if they have less then perfect babies (or more then one for that matter) and reflecting on Hitler; some dictators have demanded genocide for the less than perfect being. Is it right by the American standards? No.

Returning to the mentally ill. We had no business cutting funding to the facilities to help these people. Now, they are a burden to society. They are either reproducing and giving us a generation of mentally retarded children that will drain our current medicaid and disability system, or they are committing crimes and ending up institutionalized, or they just can't cope with anything and are living in sub-poverty standards or are homeless. We are still supporting them and at a higher cost factor.

What is worse is now there are laws to protect these people (so American humans can't go with the natural instinct to annihilate them) and allow them to drain our system. This come down to play hand and hand with our elected officials allowing special interest groups to run the country.

What? This doesn't happen? Take your blinders off. It happens every day and every politician is involved in some fashion or another. It is really easy to take money under the table for a political favor. American's are greedy and special interest groups know this. They know if they pay the right person then they will get their cause noticed in congress or the senate or by the president. We are after all American's and that means we are suckers and that means that the President of the US is going to hear a lamb call and run to help.

Only this is back firing now with the health care. Yes I support him 100% on this. I want health care. I want my kids to have health care. I don't have the means to pay for it. I don't think his health care proposition is suppose to help the single (white) mother, that is trying to make better for her kids.

Worse, I am watching him steer clear of the topic's he got elected over. And this is making his approval ratings plummet. I watched a video of an African American woman the other day on u-tube. She was cheering O'bama's election. She was watching something on TV. She got pissed off when she found out that there was going to be welfare reform and she was going to have to get a job. The video ended with her saying, "Is it too late to not vote?"

Going back to the blasting sheep (or whatever I called it) and you see the President make an error to help and then force the American people to accept his position (hmmm dictatorship?) and then have the nerve to wonder why people are getting heckled? Special interest groups are getting aid but where is the aid for the working class people that need it but are forced to pay higher tax dollars to support other people (that are deliberately draining the system)?

If in The Constitution of the United States of America, it says, "All men are created equal" Then why in the hell is this an issue at all? If we are all created equal then we are all entitled to medicaid or some sort of government health insurance. If all men are created equal then I shouldn't have to go to my local DCFS office and prove I don't make enough money to qualify for health care. If we are all equal then there would be no laws for society to follow and no crimes. But I think somewhere there is a lie.

Now, because I spoke out against the government I will prolly get some heinous thing happen to me (like Ted Kennedy). I will die some horrible death because the government will poison the drinking water or something. They have ways, you know, of getting the trouble makers out of the way. Look at the vultures that were circling Kennedy's seat the moment he announced his illness. They were already set to take over. See? That is what they did when my Grandmother was growing up. The government took care of anyone that blinked an eye about the law. Maybe that is a good idea for reform. Return the government to power. Hmm, that would mean their pockets didn't get any gold lining from special interest groups.

Something to consider.

My regular readers know I don't normally laminate about politics and most likely this is not the best thing for me to publish now that Blogger is no longer anonymous. However, I am entitled to my opinion.

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Friday, September 04, 2009

Song of the day: "Think Twice" Celine Dion

Quote of the day: "The greatest challenge to any thinker is stating the problem in a way that will allow a solution" Bertrand Russell (1872-1970)

Thursday, September 03, 2009

Day whatever...

Song of the day: "Resurrection" Paula Cole

Quote of the day: "The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all it's contents." H.P. Lovecraft (1890-1937)

The 88 stairs were not bad until about step 1... no I mean... LOL 77, then it started to hurt! LOL. Oh well. I am older, out of shape, fat, and well... ok... lazy... LOL. However, I am optimistic. Yeas, I could take the elevator. And that would reduce the complaining, right? But I am looking at it more in the standards of getting a healty life back on track.

I even contemplated quitting smoking and was ready to throw in the towel on that yesterday. I was doing really good until Doc and I had to sit down and have a talk with Molly about eating disorders. None of us were too pleased with that discussion and how horribly wrong a reading out of the bible went. I will blog on that later (when I am more emotionally stable about breaching the subject again). Our discussion went insofar as to pull up pictures on google of what people look like that do that and a detailed explaniation of ... YOU WILL DIE ... if you think this is how to get thin.

Needless to say, we ran to the store and I got cig's. Will try again when my nerves settle.

When I worked as a service manager it was required to wear work boots. I found a line that had pink and purchased them (I don't remember the brand now) and this caused a lot of controversy in the shop. When asked directly about it by the dealer principal I replied, "I might hold a man's job but I am still very much a woman."

And while there is a need to fit in there is also a need to be an independent person. We choose to do this in our "Style" or in our "Fashion". I was over to the Satorlist (on my blog roll) and there was a brief story on a homeless (presumed) man and his picture.

Wednesday, September 02, 2009

from email

I don't know if this is true or not but it is very touching.

Teacher Mrs. Moon's first graders were

discussing a picture of a family. One little boy in the picture
had a different hair color than the other members. One of her
students suggested that he was adopted.
A little girl said, 'I know all about
Adoption, I was adopted..'

'What does it mean to be adopted?', asked
another child.

'It means', said the girl, 'that you grew
in your mommy's heart instead of her tummy!'

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