How heartless can you be?

I couldn't believe my eyes when I read this story. Three children being literally starved to death. I never cease to be amazed at the evil that exists in this world. I truly believe something like this should be punishable by death.

The accused:

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Shine on you crazy diamond

Syd Barrett, founding member of Pink Floyd

January 6, 1946 - July 7, 2006

I hope he finally has the peace that eluded him in life.

Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest

If you haven't done so already, RUN to your nearest theater and see this movie! Johnny Depp is absolutely fantastic in this second segment of the "Pirates" saga. The man is a comedic genius. Orlando Bloom seems born to play the swashbuckling Will Turner (I never thought he could top his performance as Legolas in LOTR but this, in my humble opinion, runs a very close second). Keira Knightly, though not one of my favorites, also does a good job in her role. A word of warning, some of the scenes may be a bit too much for younger children. One of the members of our party brought a 7 year old and I was concerned that he might be a bit frightened by some of the scenes involving Davy Jones and his crew. But for the older kids and the really old kids (myself included) this movie is well worth the price of admission. I'm already looking forward to Pirates 3!

Happy 4th of July!

Hoping everyone has a safe and happy day!

I wish you peace

I turn once again to The Eagles for a heartfelt message:

(I consider this an Eagles song only because Bernie Leadon was a member of the group and it was on their One Of These Nights album. Otherwise, there is no other connection to the group. The song was written by Bernie Leadon and Patti Davis - Ronald and Nancy Reagan's daughter). I do like the words though.

I Wish You Peace
(P. Davis/B. Leadon)

I wish you peace when the cold winds blow
Warmed by the fire's glow
I wish you comfort in the, the lonely time
And arms to hold you when you ache inside

I wish you hope when things are going bad
Kind words when times are sad
I wish you shelter from the, the raging wind
Cooling waters at the fever's end

I wish you peace when times are hard
A light to guide you through the dark
And when storms are high and your, your dreams are low

I wish you the strength to let love grow on,
I wish you the strength to let love flow.

I wish you peace when times are hard
A light to guide you through the dark
And when storms are high and your, your dreams are low
I wish you the strength to let let grown on,
I wish you the strength to let love flow on,
I wish you the strength to let love glow on
I wish you the strength to let love go.

Malcolm ROCKS!!

I meant to post this several days ago but I've been so pooped after work that I vegged out every day. This guy, Malcolm, is the absolute greatest!
He rescued an injured kitty and because he is such a compassionate and caring guy, he's spent around $1300.00 for treatment and surgery for the poor little critter. Drop in (no pun intended...you'll understand when you visit his site) and check out the story. If you can donate to the "bionic kitty fund" that would be great. If not, just tell the guy how awesome he is.

Nicole Kidman marries Keith Urban

Some gals have all the luck. She's rich, gorgeous and she's got Keith Urban too!!!

What was she thinking???

I don't know what was going through Connie Chung's mind when she thought of this but this is positively horrific. I would think that what credibility she may have had just suffered a massive hit!

Why Women Live Longer Than Men

Only a man could come up with this contraption!

Foiled Burglar Sues For Emotional Distress

I don't know what this guy is smokin' but it seems to me he's lucky they didn't kill him with his own gun. This is a frivolous lawsuit if ever I saw one. There should be some way to keep this kind of nutcase from clogging up our already overloaded judicial system. Shouldn't any lawsuit be disallowed by virtue of the fact he was convicted of the crime? Our tax dollars once again going down the drain.

Pop Tarts???

After reading this, I don't know whether to laugh or cry. Why would anyone steal Pop Tarts? Was he stealing just for kicks or was he hungry and couldn't come up with a better way to get food? A really strange situation.

Huh?

I work in the Shipping Department (actually, I AM the Shipping Department) of a mid-sized company. This is an actual question asked by a Customer Service Rep (college education, former teacher...natural blonde):

CSR: If I ship a package today (Thursday) by UPS Next Day Air, when will it get there?

Me: Uh...tomorrow (DUH!!! Next Day Air...get it...NEXT Day)

CSR: Tomorrow or Saturday at the latest?

Me: No...tomorrow (WTF??? What part of NEXT...DAY...AIR is givin' ya a problem here?)

CSR: Oh, okay! (giggle, giggle)

As she bounced away in her blissful ignorance I was left with mouth agape wondering how the HELL she finds her way out of the parking lot in the afternoon. Dumb as a box of hair.

Green Dog

Here's another interesting email I received. I don't go in for the "send this email to 46 people in the next 5 seconds or you'll have bad luck for 40 years!!!!!" kind of thing but I did agree with some of the things:

You have been tagged by the Green Dog!
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Ruff!!!!!!

1. I love you not because of who you are, but because of who I am when I am with you.

2. No man or woman is worth your tears, and the one who is, won't make you cry.

3. Just because someone doesn't love you the way you want them to, doesn't mean they don't love you with all they have.

4. A true friend is someone who reaches for your hand and touches your heart.

5. The worst way to miss someone is to be sitting right beside them, knowing you can' t have them.

6. Never frown, even when you are sad, because you never know who is falling in love with your smile.

7. To the world you may be one person, but to one person you may be the world.

8. Don't waste your time on someone, who isn't willing to waste their time on you.

9. Maybe God wants us to meet a few wrong people before meeting the right one, so that when we finally meet the person, we will know how to be grateful.

10. Don't cry because it is over; smile because it happened.

11. There’s always going to be people that hurt you so what you have to do is keep on trusting and just be more careful about who you trust next time around.

12. Make yourself a better person and know who you are before you try and know someone else and expect them to know you.

13. Don't try so hard; the best things come when you least expect them to.

REMEMBER: WHATEVER HAPPENS HAPPENS FOR A REASON.

Dog and God

One of my dog loving friends sent this to me today. I think all dog lovers can relate to the problems our canine friends have:

Even if you don't have a dog, you gotta love this one. Everyone should have a dog or 3...

TO: GOD:
FROM: THE DOG

Dear God: Why do humans smell the flowers, but seldom, if ever, smell one another?

Dear God: When we get to heaven, can we sit on your couch? Or is it still the same old story?

Dear God: Why are there cars named after the jaguar, the cougar, the mustang, the colt, the stingray, and the rabbit, but not ONE named for a dog? How often do you see a cougar riding around? We do love a nice ride! Would it be so hard to rename the "Chrysler Eagle" the " Chrysler Beagle"?

Dear God: If a dog barks his head off in the forest and no human hears him, is he still a bad dog?

Dear God: We dogs can understand human verbal instructions, hand signals, whistles, horns, clickers, beepers, scent ID's, electromagnetic energy fields, and Frisbee flight paths. What do humans understand?

Dear God: More meatballs, less spaghetti, please.

Dear God: Are there mailmen in Heaven? If there are, will I have to apologize?

Dear God: Let me give you a list of just some of the things I must remember to be a good dog.

1. I will not eat the cats' food before they eat it or after they throw it up.

2. I will not roll on dead seagulls, fish, crabs, etc., just because I like the way they smell.

3. I will not munch on "leftovers" in the kitty litter box, although they are tasty.

4. The diaper pail is not a cookie jar.

5. The sofa is not a 'face towel'. Neither are Mom and Dad's laps.

6. The garbage collector is not stealing our stuff.

7. My head does not belong in the refrigerator.

8. I will not bite the officer's hand when he reaches in for Mom's driver's license and registration.

9. I will not play tug-of-war with Dad's underwear when he's on the toilet.

10. Sticking my nose into someone's crotch is an unacceptable way of saying "hello".

11. I don't need to suddenly stand straight up when I'm under the coffee table.

12. I must shake the rainwater out of my fur before entering the house - not after.

13. I will not throw up in the car.

14. I will not come in from outside and immediately drag my butt.

15. I will not sit in the middle of the living room and lick my crotch when we have company.

16. The cat is not a 'squeaky toy' so when I play with him and he makes that noise, it's usually not a good thing.

And, finally, my last two questions.

Dear God: Why do humans only have 10 Commandments and dogs have 16?

P.S. Dear God: When I get to Heaven may I have my testicles back?

Noisy blog?

I had a comment yesterday from an anonymous poster complaining about the "noise" on my blog. Actually the comment was as follows:

Do you have any idea how annoying that noise is on your blog, and how 99% of people dislike that sort of thing? I guess you don't, or you would not have it on your blog...

Yep, I'm aware the music is a bit much. But, if you scroll down the page, you'll find a cute little video involving cats. I really like the video (and cats) and have no plans to remove it. To anyone who may be annoyed by it, I offer my sincere apologies. I don't always like the audio I come across on some blogs but I mute it and continue reading. I really doesn't seem like a huge deal to me. I do appreciate any and all comments even the Anonymous posters!

I am such a slacker

I've been seriously neglecting my blog! But I do have an excuse. I became addicted to...The Darwin Awards. I have been unable to pry myself away from the site. I finally finished reading all of the entries. I must say I'm stunned at the unique ways people have come up with to remove themselves from the gene pool. Loads of fun in a macabre kind of way.

On the homefront, I've finally received a date for my divorce hearing...June 7. I'll be so glad when it's all over and I can put this nightmare behind me for good and get on with my life. Hopefully that life will include continued contact with a certain "lost love" who has made my days brighter over the past few months. So, for those of you out there who stop by occasionally (uh, is that crickets I hear?) that's the scoop for now.

Happy Mother's Day!

Happy Mother's Day!



This was in an email sent to me by a friend. For all mothers everywhere:

This is for the mothers who have sat up all night with sick toddlers in their arms, wiping up barf laced with Oscar Mayer wieners and cherry Kool-Aid saying, "It's okay honey, Mommy's here."

Who have sat in rocking chairs for hours on end soothing crying babies who can't be comforted.

This is for all the mothers who show up at work with spit-up in their hair and milk stains on their blouses and diapers in their purse.

For all the mothers who run carpools and make cookies and sew Halloween costumes; and all the mothers who DON'T.

This is for the mothers who gave birth to babies they'll never see.
And, the mothers who took those babies and gave them homes.

This is for the mothers whose priceless art collections are hanging on their refrigerator doors.

And for all the mothers who froze their buns on metal bleachers at football or soccer games instead of watching from the warmth of their cars, so that when their kids asked, "Did you see me, Mom?" they could say, "Of course, I wouldn't have missed it for the world," and mean it.

This is for all the mothers who yell at their kids in the grocery store and swat them in despair when they stomp their feet and scream for ice cream before dinner. And for all the mothers who count to ten instead.

This is for all the mothers who sat down with their children and explained all about making babies. And for all the (grand) mothers who wanted to, but just couldn't find the words.

This is for all the mothers who go hungry, so their children can eat.

For all the mothers who read "Goodnight, Moon" twice a night for a year. And then read it again. "Just one more time."

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to tie their shoelaces before they started school. And for all the mothers who opted for Velcro instead.

This is for all the mothers who teach their sons to cook and their daughters to sink a jump shot.

This is for every mother whose head turns automatically when a little voice calls "Mom?" in a crowd, even though they know their own offspring are at home -- or even away at college.

This is for all the mothers who sent their kids to school with stomach aches assuring them they'd be just FINE once they got there, only to get calls from the school nurse an hour later asking them to please pick them up. Right away.

This is for mothers whose children have gone astray, who can't find the words to reach them.

This is for all the step-mothers who raised another woman's child or children, and gave their time, attention, and love... sometimes totally unappreciated!

For all the mothers who bite their lips until they bleed when their 14 year olds dye their hair green.

For all the mothers of the victims of recent school shootings, and the mothers of those who did the shooting.

For the mothers of the survivors, and the mothers who sat in front of their TVs in horror, hugging their child who just came home from school, safely.

This is for all the mothers who taught their children to be peaceful, and now pray they come home safely from a war.

What makes a good Mother anyway?

Is it patience?

Compassion?

Broad hips?

The ability to nurse a baby, cook dinner, and sew a button on a shirt, all at the same time?

Or is it in her heart?

Is it the ache you feel when you watch your son or daughter disappear down the street, walking to school alone for the very first time?

The jolt that takes you from sleep to dread, from bed to crib at 2 A.M. to put your hand on the back of a sleeping baby?

The panic, years later, that comes again at 2 A.M. when you just want to hear their key in the door and know they are safe again in your home?

Or the need to flee from wherever you are and hug your child when you hear news of a fire, a car accident, a child dying?

The emotions of motherhood are universal and so our thoughts are for young mothers stumbling through diaper changes and sleep deprivation.

And mature mothers learning to let go

For working mothers and stay-at-home mothers.

Single mothers and married mothers.

Mothers with money, mothers without.

This is for you all. For all of us. Hang in there.

In the end we can only do the best we can.

Tell them every day that we love them.

And pray.

I am sooooo out of shape!

Yesterday was my daughter-in-law's birthday. She had decided a couple of months ago that she wanted to have a bowling birthday party. Now, I haven't been bowling since my 35 year-old son was in the single digits! And, being that I'm not into that exercise thingy, you can imagine the protests I'm hearing/feeling from the old bod this morning! Oh, geez, my legs are sooooo sore! But, ya know what, it was so much fun, I can't wait to do it again!

Big Day for the Big Man

Congratulations to the Big Man
2006 Graduate (cum laude) of
Presbyterian College

Love them kitties

I'm a cat lover and not ashamed to admit it! My daughter-in-law showed this to me and I thought it was HILARIOUS. Hope you will too.


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