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Before Facebook, people could not hide behind an icon/avatar. They would have to be man/woman enough to look you in the eyes and call you a stupid idiot. That takes a lot of guts to do and perhaps the self-destructive desire to be smacked in the face with a fist.
Think about that as you sit around the table this Thanksgiving, with your relatives who you used to just see on holidays and now can ‘speak’ to daily on Facebook.
Would you really have said any of the following to them, in person?
“You voted against God. You voted for the death of people.”
“You are lazy, live on welfare, housing assistance, food stamps and will make our system implode.”
“Before the election, you promised to riot, cause mass destruction and violence and assassinate ….”
The above quotes are atributed, originally to a Kimber Chitwood and forwarded to me on Facebook, by relatives, who I am pretty sure would never say any of that to my face.
I may disagree with your vote, but I would never denegrate the way you vote or your right to vote.
On a personal side, from people who would do sit across from me at Thanksgiving Dinner, I was told, on Facebook:

“…watched Jerry springer for a second and we were like damn these ppl are stupid. He (husband) said, “Well here ya go hunny, these are the ppl who must’ve voted!”

“…those of us who voted for Romney are educated enough to develop a plan of action to get Obama out of office. There are just a lot more uneducated people in America today.”

They are saying this to an Edmund J. James scholar and Alpha Lambda Delta Honor Society member with six years of college under her belt.  I’m hardly uneducated nor stupid.

And, that is only two entries. For months now, I have felt like I was personally attacked because my politics doesn’t agree with their politics.  Do I think I am right, “well, of course.” Do I think they are wrong, “yes.”  Do I think they are stupid because of the way they vote, “NO.” That is who they are and what a sad boring ‘Stepford Wife’ world we would live in if we all believed the same way.

This country was founded on checks and balances to stop one belief system having all of the power. If you cannot accept that, and need to denigrate the other belief than yours in a personal way, then you have a problem.

I’m told not to take it personally, but my belief system is who I am.  How do you take being told you are an idiot? Do you take it personally?

“We are an American family and we rise or fall together as one nation,” said a wise man.

So, what do you think?  Are people forgetting they are texting/tweeting/facebook(ing)?? to other human beings? Are they losing courtesy? Have they lost respect?  Is this the downfall of man? Let me know what you think.

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I grew up in semi-rural, northern Indiana.  There was a cornfield behind our house.  This was the bane of my mother’s existence every time they plowed and sent dust into her house.  There was an empty field on one side, where my brother was allowed to play with his friends but I was not.  Mother was always convinced I was going to be kidnapped.  In later years, I decided that it wasn’t so much that she thought I would be kidnapped as that she had kidnapped me herself and did not want them to come and get me back.  This was in response to the fact that my mother is OCD and I have IWRPPTCH  (I would rather paint pictures than clean house).

My lackadaisical attitude toward housecleaning has been the bane of my mother’s existence forever. It was not an era of concentrating on the positive, with a child. It was the era when you wrote my mom a poem and she corrected the spelling and handed it back. When young, my paintings looked a bit abstract and that was considered “messy” too. The truth is, I am messy.

I have had three houses that I kept clean: 1. was a new house with plenty of storage and room, 2. was a house in Wyoming that only had husband and myself in for one year and was big, nice and I kept it clean.  Then, my daughter needed a place and everything from the basement came up and five people moved into the finished basement, but I still kept it fairly clean.  A year later, daughter’s family moved out, mom and dad moved in and we moved down into the finished basement.  We now live in a small house with two to three growing boys.  It reaches status as a feature on Hoarders periodically, and I just don’t care anymore. Upstairs we have 1 closet and no food pantry, or coat closet or any type of storage. I just cannot keep it clean.

Recently, a dear friend commented that she had so much fun when mom and I visited.  I stated it was too bad I didn’t have room for them to stay here when they were traveling through.  My mother almost had a heart attack.

I’ve always felt inferior. It took me till I hit 60 to realize that it was not a matter of me not being good enough.  i was even winning awards in painting yet never thought I had talent.  But, one day, as mom was on her constant search for the perfect “whatever” I woke up and said, “It’s not me.  Nothing is ever good enough for mom.”


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The youngest boy here, JCountryGuitarMan, discovered today that it does not take any liquor at all for my daughter, Tes, who calls him bronephew (he is her brother and her nephew, because he is my grandson and my son for the last seven years, anyway.) But, it does not take any liquor, at all, for the two of us to laugh hysterically for hours.

Had the most wonderful day. It started with a phone call from her, “Gee, mom, I’m camping in your neighborhood.  Now, first, this seems like a strange thing to me.  The woman teaches science and math at four institutions.  She’s no dummy, but she made reservations for Monroe Reservoire three months ago and just realized that she is like less than twenty miles from my house?

Whatever the case, I’m glad she realized it, called and invited us to join them.  I have my millions of projects that have to be done so passed at first, but she continued to text me and when I found out she had walked down to the water from her campspot, I was in like sin.  I love water.  Water energizes me.  I was not passing up floating for the day.

So, off we went, husband, JCountry, and me.  We played with their dog ‘Mia,’ who has, as her vet put it “Jazz hands” (or paws.)  I mean, this is one really energetic puppy.  She treats children as if they are popsickles/suckers.  She’s one handfull of dog.

The water was wonderful but I think someone was trying to send me a message, as Turkey buzzards kept circling overhead.

Has to be one of my best days ever, and I’m sorry I forgot to post this timely, but still had to share it.

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There is a window next to my bed. A window that obviously needs to be washed, but I love to look at the stars out that window at night. Winter is best for that because there is also a tree outside my window and this is the brightness I woke up to this morning.

Golden tree outside my window

Fall is officially in Brown County. Come on out for a beautiful drive.


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They are all out to get me.

Last week, my aol email was hacked. I paid for AOL for years and finally dropped the paid part maybe two years ago. This was after my web page got hacked and AOL cut me off from receiving mail because they thought I was sending out spam. The really dumb thing though, was I was spamming myself. Someone had hacked my website and was sending out spam with it’s domain name. That was two years ago.

My new free AOL email picked up that I had been hacked, this week, almost before I did, shut down my email, so it would stop sending hacked mail out to people in my address book, and told me how to restore my mail. COOL! I do seem to have more spam than normal though.

Today, Mariam Hommed needed my help; qxewpdtauc wanted me to go to their online pharmacy, (You should really learn some spelling in the language you are trying to spam); the WESTERN UNION LOTTERY apparently has a prize for me; Dr. Ma Weihua has a proposal for me and Mrs. Stephen Clark has $850,000 USD. Not sure what she wants me to do about that but I’m not opening it to find out.

AND, to top it all off, I have a three inch diameter spider loose in the house. It is only a “fishing spider” but may eat away skin at the site of the bite. I give up, I’m sleeping in the car tonight.

Fishing Spider courtesy of Insects.org

This is a fishing spider, courtesy of Insects.org

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What is wrong with American businesses?

Nashville, Indiana is a three light town. In fact, those three lights are the only traffic lights in the whole county.

We HAD three fast food restaurants and a dozen or more sit-down restaurants. One of the fast food restaurants closed a few years ago. Every time you would go in to order the ‘special,’ the teenage employees had no idea where it was kept. They were friendly and seemed to clean, but they had not been told, by management, where he unpacked the latest seafood special. One day, there was a notice in the paper that that “Ayee, Matee” restaurant was closing. The quote from the owner stated that he could not find good help.

EXCUSE ME!  The help was fine. The person who was supposed to train and communicate with them sucked.

Gaffer has worked for enough restaurants that we know the difference between great management, “AYE! Rea of Subways” and less than great management. Like those who stand around and watch the chaos then go into the backroom and hide.

Restaurants are not the only ill run businesses. Have you ever called Sam’s Club? I just did. I dialed, music answered. For ten minutes there was not one word but music. I hung up, hoping I had gotten a wrong number. Nope, that was them. When someone finally answered and I asked if she realized people were listening to music for ten minutes not knowing if they had gotten through to Sams Club or not, the answer was, “We are busy.”

The reason I phoned Sam’s was that I actually wanted to phone a cheese company. When I purchase a two pound block of cheese, I rather expect to get a two pound block of cheese, not one with a test hole bored through it.


Sam’s has offered to replace the block of cheese. At least they’ve got customer service right, now if they could just fix their phone system.

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I follow a blogger who recently was sued for snagging a picture and using it. She gave full credit and thought she was within her legal limits. As soon as the person complained, she pulled the picture. That was not enough, and the owner sued her for a large sum of money. I am not certain how that has turned out but I am always in the hopes of becoming wealthy, “Ah, hope springs eternal; and delusional” so thought I should take action now and go through my blog, deleating all photos that are not mine.

I was surprised to find that there were probably under twenty photos I did not own. I did not look through my blogs, just through my pictures, so I hope I did not miss any, cause I am pretty sure poverty will soon be erased by great weath, especially if I spend my days deleating photos.

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As it turns out

When elderly adults get sudden onset dimentia, the first thing the doctors look for is infection. Mom had some severe infections a recently and then she started talking in another language. Not exactly, but she would say something like, “Do you see that bobdikinba whoosfasee?” and then she would point to the window. We were already in the doctor’s office and they called him out to the waiting room right away, so off to the ICU she went (I think she has her own room over there.) Turns out, after proding and poking and EEGing, she has developed a seizure disorder. With medication, she is back to normal. She is living on her own again, and out of rehab.

She still doesn’t remember what year, month, day it is, but she is not any further off than she was before. At 90, that’s doing pretty well.

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Husband may have to go.

There is nothing on earth, that I hate as much as crawly things without legs.  (Opps!  That did not come out right.  I don’t mean to say he is a crawly thing without legs.  He just likes to ignore things that need to be done.)  Now, my hatred does not include larger things, like snakes, which are also crawly and without legs.  Although, after I found a snake in the basement, it did take me about six months to stop searching the basement floor for snakes everytime I went down there.  I am quite sure they know it is me descending the stairs and they then hide behind the washing machine, or on a more evil note, the toilet so as to scare the holy s__t out of me.

But, show me a maggot and I will become a quivering mass of jelly.  A quivering mass who will sit on the couch for days making sure I do not have one of those things on my skin or in my hair.

So, the other day we had tiny little fruit flies; LOTS of tiny fruit flies.  Husband took out the inside garbage and hosed the can down inside and the lid and also did it to the outside cans.  He did not tell me he had found maggots in the lid.  The lid which I put my hand in and brush the top of.  So, this week those same flies are everywhere.  I tell husband, that’s it, the garbage can goes outside (the inside kitchen one.)  I was refusing to use it.

He took the can out, bleached it, did not wash the outside (I have no idea why that bothers me, but it does) and then proceeds to come in and tell me that the whole domed  lid was covered in ::::::::::   MAGGOTS.  OMG, MAGGOTS.

Freakin, I stuck my hand in that lid.  I felt the warmth and humidity and probably touched them.  OMG, MAGGOTS.

I’m off to shower now, for about five hours.

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One of the things that I love about having the grandsons living with me is hearing them play video games (usually at 3am).  They use false voices and get VERY animated and act like normal five year olds.

The fact that they are actually 19 and 24 does not change a thing.

Beside doing the ‘voices’ at 3am, while playing video games, they also tend to do them on the car, on the way home from movies.  Last night, it was Deathly Hallows, Part II.

Let me say first, that there may be a SPOILER or twenty here, if you have not seen the movie.  YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!

I knew, within the first 3 minutes, of Deathly Hallows II starting, that this was going to be the best movie yet.  I actually cannot wait till it comes out on DVD so I can watch it again, and again.  I am not going to go into all the great things I liked about the movie because they far outway the maybe two complaints I had.  My ‘children’ however, nit picked all the way home and I wish I would have taken notes.  Because they had me in stitches all the way home too.

I think it started off with, “Why didn’t anyone act surprised when Hagrid dropped the dead Harry?”  I had not actually noticed this but I tend to view things through rose colored glasses and Harry Potter is one of those things.  Then, the boys go off using voices to pretend to be the different characters:

“What the f__k!”  Voldemort said in surprise.  “How many times do I have to kill you?”

“Opps!”  Hagrid said.  “It wasn’t me.  I didn’t drop Harry.”

“Great, one more wand for the fight.”  said someone on Harry’s side.

I then pointed out that Voldemort’s comment sounded a lot like Jeff Dunham and that led to a conversation of which puppet would be Voldemort.

Unfortunately, I cannot remember all the other spots that bothered them.  I do know that one thing that has always bothered me is how stupid Harry is to always lay his wand down.  He did it again, as soon as Voldemort left the room from killing Snape.  We have all decided that Harry needs to have a wrist strap on his wand.  In fact, I think they should be mandatory on all wands, as wands were flying in the air during the battle and the boys had quite a discussion about the perils of wands flying in the air during a battle and poking out eyes, etc.

Picture Mrs. Weasley and Bellatrix doing battle and then realizing they had picked up each others wands from the floor by mistake, and had to truce for one minute in order to trade their wands back.  That’s sort-of our conversation in the car going home.  Just in funny voices.

Sorry, can’t give credit for this photo as it came up on Bing and, I really hate Bing, there was no credit to where Bing got it.

Everyone loved Bellatrix skipping along at Voldemorts side.  She always takes life so seriously!  While Helena Bonham Carter played the part great, as she always does, when she was Hermoine polyjuiced into Bellatrix, I wish they would have done just another few minutes of it, you know, Hermoine trying to act like Jack Sparrow.  There again, Jeff Dunham could have done a great job.

We also decided that Neville was perhaps not as bright as could be when he waited at the wrong end of the bridge they were going to blow up.  You never wait on the end that is going to blow up.  I would also advise him not to taunt bad guys.

NO ONE liked the “19 years later segment.”  In fact, the audience laughed at each “aged” face.  Seriously, it was lame and they should have left it off.  There ensued a discussion as to the fact that Gaffer has heard that Rawling did not even write that postscript. I am pretty sure this is some on-line urban legend, since it is in her book and not credited to anyone else.

All in all, I want to go back tonight.  It was an awesomely, awesome movie.  The Best!

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