Now there's this: Anthony Weiner, wife reportedly expecting first child

Now there's this: Anthony Wiener, wife reportedly expecting first child
OMG...just when I thought it couldn't get worse....it does!!!  I feel so badly for his wife, this is truly a devastating time for her.  I have heard Dr Drew's warnings about showing this man compassion, and that he feels he could be at risk of harming himself, but I disagree.  This man is far too much in love with himself to take his own life.  If he actually did, it would be out of error not mind, seeking more attention than he has already garnered he might make an attempt, but a final result would be accidental.
Mrs. "Wiener" (that should have been her first clue) has to get down and scrape the bottom of their proverbial barrel, and ask herself one question..."Can I accept that my husband WILL continue to behave badly, and be unfaithful".  It's a simple yes or no...she can or she can't.  It sounds callous I know, but it's the most honest way to approach this.  That way it's not so disappointing when he fails the monogamy test again. Dr.  Phil says..."the best predictor of future behaviour is past behaviour".Wiener will be the baby's father irregardless of whether or not he lives in the home, or down the block. Where ever he is, that she is honestly most comfortable with, is what she needs to do.  Hanging out with Hillary may not be the best place for her should she choose to set healthy boundaries with her husband (something that I've been useless at).  She needs to be totally clear about what she wants and he must suck it up for as long as it takes! Wow...I'm glad I got that off my chest (clothed)!!

Little Caylee Anthony

Remains identified as missing toddler Caylee Anthony

As Father's Day approaches, another anniversary, this one filled with sadness, approaches, in the form of 3 years since little 2 year old Caylee Anthony's decaying body was found.  Almost 5 weeks from her questionable disappearance, her mother, Casey, advised authorities that her daughter had gone  missing  along with a babysitter, who it soon became aspparent, did not exist.! The tale is a long a winding road to perdition, and not only is the Mother suspect, but additional members of the family are also under suspicion.  The macabre story eeks out over days and weeks in a courtroom, where mother Casey, sits motionless and flat, listening to the forensic accounts of dogs identifying the stench of human decay both in her own car, and beside the children's playhouse in the yard.
She is stoic, while others wince as the sickly sweet scent of human decay is described...a smell now associated with her innocent little child.  What really happened?  The lies this woman (I use that term loosely) has told, fall down around her like a dense curtain waiting to swallow her whole, separating her from the real humans in the jury box..  It's cold where she sits, pale and expressionless.  How could she continue to exist, knowing what she's done?  Leaving her little daughter to rot, while she danced and drank her time away.  I couldn't stand to be alive...to breathe...and yet she smiles!!  The trial is televised and I MUST stop watching it!

Where are the comments?!!

As my sister kindly pointed out to me, in my attempt to "spice up" the comment area of this blog...(the first rearranging I've done in awhile...now I recall why!) I have offered you the opportunity to email this post; share this post on facebook; link this post to who knows what or why; "digg" this post whatever that means, and do virtually anything to it, anywhere, and anyhow BUT .......you cannot make a comment!!!!!!.............I'm working on it!

The beginning

 I was born...........or at least I was told that I was born, on a Thursday in March of 1959. That's all the information that I know of my birth, with the exception of my biological mother not being married, and so she was unable to keep me. I know next to nothing about my biological father, other than he was married...just to somebody else, which isn't much help to a baby!
From then on it all gets rather vague for about 3 months...which when your 8 years old, doesn't seem that long...but when you've had your own children you realize that 3 months is quite a substantial time...filled with diapers and crying, and nursing and crying, and peeing and (yes you guessed) crying...well you get the picture.  I have no idea who was around in the orphanage or where ever I was, to burp me and bathe me and generally love me but I hope someone was.  Anyway, then I was adopted out to a couple who had already adopted one daughter, and they wanted another! I was delivered to them, sight unseen, and there it is...I went from having nothing and nobody to having a Mother, a Father, and a sister!

Hello, How are you,...have you been alright?

Hello....haven't seen you in awhile, and there's a host of reasons for that....distracted by worldwide disaster...packing for end times that didn't come (shoot); worrying about my mother who has recently been admitted to a Nursing Home, but we're the only ones who know that; my father of 86 years young, forgot that he wasn't Bruce Willis, and climbed through the escape hatch of his stalled elevator...pried the doors open, and then proceeded to climb 12 sets of stairs to get into his apartment, whereupon he promptly had a stroke, but didn't feel the need to bother anyone for 2+ days when my sister Angela (who is in running for the sainthood against that sweet little kid, but...hey she's my sister...she gets my vote) flies into action organizing a rescue and  retrieve...Dad was retrieved and taken to hospital while Mom was rescued from being alone even if she wouldn't have noticed. Then I decided that my angina was on overdrive when after an hour and more that 3 doses of nitroglycerine weren't working and off I go to the Hospital in Smith Falls, chauffeured by my Great Friend Berrnice, as she negotiated every dark twist and turn in the road, and chatted with me to keep me calm.  It was only about an hour or 2 into my hospital stay when they decided to keep me, and I watched Bernice's eyelids straining to stay open, when she revealed to me that although she wasn't in bed when my son Matt called for help...she had just taken her sleeping medication!!!!!!!!  I shuffled over and was pretty sure we could both fit on that gurney, but Bernice hung in for another hour, and then much to my dismay, headed out into a woozy night saying "Place me in God's hands"....and so I did!
There's more but...that's for another day!

6 yr old Kindergarten student brings loaded gun to school...

3 children hurt in Texas elementary school.
I can barely begin to think about this!  4, 5, and 6 year olds sitting down for lunch at their school and suddenly gunfire erupts when a six year old drops a loaded gun out of his pocket!  I don't think I could send my child back to school after that.  My son is still in elementary school, and I try hard not to think about the chances of something devastating happening in our rural schools.  I try to console myself with the thought that we are in the country, so the risks of kids getting hold of a hand gun are considerably reduced.  However, the large majority of our community are either hunters, or know hunters, so there goes my thought process.  I think I should really learn to enjoy soap operas ( Oh they're cancelling those aren't they) or get large print books to read with someone nice to read them to me, or just watch The Waltons, and Road to Avonlea, shutting out the horribly exhausting reality that our world is going to rack and ruin.
I'm going back to bed now!!!

Weathering the Storm

Well I failed in my mission to do "something consistently" and apologize to anyone (I don't think there are any but...) who was disappointed that I temporarily fell off the face of the earth for awhile.  All the causes will probably be revealed, as they always are. in future posts.  But for now I'll just say that combining aged parents, hormonal teens, menopausal sisters and angina along with continued pain, fatigue, depression and DEATH seemingly knocking on both the front and back doors, I've been slightly withdrawn!!!!  It is a strange existence, but the days sometimes fly, and sometimes drag s l o w l y by.  So to summarize....I'm alive, but still a bit banged up, and working my way back up to my  original goal.  Lets see how I do shall we? Thanks for your patience.