A little girl asked her father, 'How did the human race appear?'
The father answered, 'God made Adam and Eve and they had children and so was all mankind made.'
Two days later the girl asked her mother the same question.
The mother answered, 'Many years ago there were monkeys from which the human race evolved.'
The confused girl returned to her father and said, 'Dad, how is it possible that you told me the human race was created by God, and Mom said they developed from monkeys?'
The father answered, 'Well, dear, it is very simple. I told you about my
side of the family and your mother told you about hers.' 
Cute Joke.
The Weekly News ...
Both my car and TV line needed repair this week! The brakes went out on my car Monday and it sat there until yesterday when the guy picked it up, repaired the brake line, and returned it to me all fixed and the air conditioner working too. This guy came recommended to me by my daughter's homebound instructor, Frank. What a great mechanic find and for only $45 bucks! I'm happy. As far as the television, obviously my line got whacked by mistake when a neighbor moved out, go figure! so while he was here I asked him why all my upper channels were fuzzy and the rest were not. He checked all the lines really well and tested it. He told me that when the tuner is going out on a television the upper channels will lose their clarity and that will happen but that running it through my DVD player would solve this issue, and it did!
I've had my hero limit this week, what more can I say?
In other news, I learned last night that my girlfriend's estranged boyfriend was found dead by his son in his house on Tuesday. I can't say she is too upset about it as she stands to gain a substantial 'inheritance' even though he has a grown son and grandson. There was no great romance here, and they were considered friends more than anything. Mostly Susie griped to me about how little he did for her. Even still, she wasn't in love with the man, and only stayed around because she had convinced him that she did love him, and she knew she stood to gain whatever money he had when he passed away. She'll take the money and run.
In the words of Jack Nicholson,
"Go peddle crazy somewhere else, we're all full up here."
Yesterday was the craziest day here. Yes it was one of those days where "all hell breaks loose" and tests your patience and tenacity, and pushes you beyond your limits of endurance!
My oldest daughter, who has a past dependency of drug abuse and a history of hepatitis C, and who is brain damaged I suspect from disease processes and/or still on drugs? has bouts of psychotic behaviors in which she is belligerent, has paranoia, bullies, threatens, sobs, turns on you and then by nightfall seems fine? uhh...yeah. Not to mention she has two children who are bewildered by her behavior as well everybody else and once you feel the sting of all her craziness you wonder what the hell just happened and what on God's earth is anybody going to do? She thinks she has no problem and refuses to get help for herself.
She is married and I told her husband that she needs to be admitted to a psychiatric hospital or something. She came over here saying somebody was out to kill her, and then calling someone and she was going right back over to the house? Makes no sense. She refused earlier in the afternoon to pick up the kids from school or daycare and didn't care, said let Social Services have them, and knew my car was broken down being belligerent to me because I didn't give her money. It was a big scene at her house when I dropped the kids off by asking a friend of mine to take me to get them. She threatened to call the law on me if I took my granddaughter home with me because she didn't want to stay with her mother, so I had to leave her there with her acting crazy and making threats. I hate to bring the law into personal family matters, but if she refuses to get help I just might have to. She and the kids were not at the house long before she dropped them off shortly after I had come home stating she was being followed, acting paranoid, saying that someone was trying to kill her. She then calls someone to take her back to her house? It was nuts I tellya.
I told mother-in-law that her son needed to get her help, or commit her or something. But one has to wonder if hubby has an horse sense, as he has dependency issues as well in the past to include nearly dying of overdose and then going right back to abusing?! He doesn't support his family well either and barely holds a job to take care of their needs adding to my daughter's stress and mental issues I suppose. I tell you this is some drama without a happy ending looks like.
Not to mention my car is totally out of commission for two days now. I have no brakes at all, it won't hold fluid, the line is broken. Is there anything else that could do wrong?
Yes, but I don't have time to pound it out at present. It's back to the grind.
Yesterday was the craziest day here. Yes it was one of those days where "all hell breaks loose" and tests your patience and tenacity, and pushes you beyond your limits of endurance! My oldest daughter, who has a past dependency of drug abuse and a history of hepatitis C, and who is brain damaged I suspect from disease processes and/or still on drugs? has bouts of psychotic behaviors in which she is belligerent, has paranoia, bullies, threatens, sobs, turns on you and then by nightfall seems fine? uhh...yeah. Not to mention she has two children who are bewildered by her behavior as well everybody else and once you feel the sting of all her craziness you wonder what the hell just happened and what on God's earth is anybody going to do? She thinks she has no problem and refuses to get help for herself.
She is married and I told her husband that she needs to be admitted to a psychiatric hospital or something. She came over here saying somebody was out to kill her, and then calling someone and she was going right back over to the house? Makes no sense. She refused earlier in the afternoon to pick up the kids from school or daycare and didn't care, said let Social Services have them, and knew my car was broken down being belligerent to me because I didn't give her money. It was a big scene at her house when I dropped the kids off by asking a friend of mine to take me to get them. She threatened to call the law on me if I took my granddaughter home with me because she didn't want to stay with her mother, so I had to leave her there with her acting crazy and making threats. I hate to bring the law into personal family matters, but if she refuses to get help I just might have to. She and the kids were not at the house long before she dropped them off shortly after I had come home stating she was being followed, acting paranoid, saying that someone was trying to kill her. She then calls someone to take her back to her house? It was nuts I tellya.
I told mother-in-law that her son needed to get her help, or commit her or something. But one has to wonder if hubby has an horse sense, as he has dependency issues as well in the past to include nearly dying of overdose and then going right back to abusing?! He doesn't support his family well either and barely holds a job to take care of their needs adding to my daughter's stress and mental issues I suppose. I tell you this is some drama without a happy ending looks like.
Not to mention my car is totally out of commission for two days now. I have no brakes at all, it won't hold fluid, the line is broken. Is there anything else that could do wrong?
Yes, but I don't have time to pound it out at present. It's back to the grind.
Just Say It!
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The Invitation ~
It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living
I want to know what you ache for and
if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.
It doesn’t interest me how old you are
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for love
for your dreams
for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon…
I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain.
I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.
or fade it
or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
And let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to be careful
be realistic to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me is true.
I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see
Beauty even when it is not pretty everyday.
And if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine and still stand on the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon, “Yes”
It doesn’t interest me to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
After a night of grief and despair weary
and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done to feed the love.
It doesn’t interest me who you know or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire
with me and not shrink back.
It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
You have studied.
I want to know what sustains you from the inside
when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself
and if you truly like the company
you keep in the empty moments.
I love this poem, I keep it tucked away in whatever journal I'm writing in presently. Thought I would share it with you. Hope you enjoyed listening.
Have a great Sunday evening.
Good News Is..
1) My beloved's biopsy results came back as negative for cancer, which is wonderful news! I was not prepared for anything but good news and I told him so!
2) My toe is healing up, but still uncomfortable in shoes, so no dancing as of yet.
3) I did not set the kitchen on fire this week! YAY me! So you didn't hear about that? Well, I'll spare you the details, or you can click here to read about it.
4) My 170,000 mile car is still running *please pray*
5) My teen daughter is still alive, I didn't kill her after all. She has really been pushing the boundaries here lately. To read her latest escapade,
click here.
What's the latest news from the Kingdom Down Under? Guess you'll have to visit Queen Blogship to find out!
2) My toe is healing up, but still uncomfortable in shoes, so no dancing as of yet.
3) I did not set the kitchen on fire this week! YAY me! So you didn't hear about that? Well, I'll spare you the details, or you can click here to read about it.
4) My 170,000 mile car is still running *please pray*
5) My teen daughter is still alive, I didn't kill her after all. She has really been pushing the boundaries here lately. To read her latest escapade,
click here.
What's the latest news from the Kingdom Down Under? Guess you'll have to visit Queen Blogship to find out!
The Latest Flea Market Find..
This season ... be a trendsetter and show off those Hanes while you're looking for bargains at the flea market!
Yep, when it's sweltering hot out and you can't find a tank top, just make your own out of your ex-boyfriend/husband's undies! Perhaps he was useless so that's why you threw him to the curb?! so why not recycle his wardrobe to suit you?!
You're in a league of your own sporting that hot new talk of the town apparel!
ha! too funny!
Nearly Sunday ...
My house is quiet tonight. The teen is off spending the night with a friend whose birthday is tomorrow. This girl is not 16 yet, and doesn't drive so I'm not worried they're out running wild, or are they? My teens seems not to be at a loss for friends here lately, especially of the male persuasion. Just yesterday at Wal-Mart she was flirted with, and of course he was polite to me; however he's a man at 19 and she's jail bait, and my baby still! Good Lord, back off...
As far as my son, he is on chemotherapy pills for his esophageal cancer and only in his 30s. He will see the doctor back in two months. They believe they caught it early enough, I sure hope so. He lives about five hours away from me so I don't get to see him very often. I miss him. As far as my male friend who had the prostate biopsy, he will know the results this week, they said 10 days, (biopsy done Apr. 10th), so by Monday he should get a phone call. I hope and pray that these two men in my life will be around for many years to come. I'm not prepared to let either of them slip out of my life. I lost my good ex a few years ago to lung cancer, that was the hardest thing ever. I was blessed to have him in my life for nine years, and he loved my girls unconditionally which they needed so desperately.
I sometimes wonder why God takes the good ones out of our lives while some of the more vile creatures (the evil ex) in our lives still slither around. I did find out that the trial is scheduled to begin July 20th. I can't say I'm too happy about this, I just want it to be over for my daughter. It is so hard to have this bear on her heart for what will be a year in August. Wow, time has flown by.
In other news, Michael, a friend of mine, stopped by today and cut my yard. He has cut my yard for nothing for a few years now. He's pretty, and such a dear heart. His visit the first of the week caught me off guard, of course I was nasty myself, stinky, having a bad hair day, and top of that, the teen and I were having a argument, perfect timing, as usual! He has a knack for that...however, that kiss has stayed on my mind. I wished my New York baby would pay his girl a visit, and soon! I really miss not having love and affection, it's making me feel old and cranky, damnit! Perhaps I could steal some affection from the gardener?
Yes, it's been an interesting week, I nearly burnt down my kitchen and the next day I stubbed my right foot and broke my fourth toe, and it's still a pretty shade of purple!
I need a vacation...and a good roll in the hay!
As far as my son, he is on chemotherapy pills for his esophageal cancer and only in his 30s. He will see the doctor back in two months. They believe they caught it early enough, I sure hope so. He lives about five hours away from me so I don't get to see him very often. I miss him. As far as my male friend who had the prostate biopsy, he will know the results this week, they said 10 days, (biopsy done Apr. 10th), so by Monday he should get a phone call. I hope and pray that these two men in my life will be around for many years to come. I'm not prepared to let either of them slip out of my life. I lost my good ex a few years ago to lung cancer, that was the hardest thing ever. I was blessed to have him in my life for nine years, and he loved my girls unconditionally which they needed so desperately.
I sometimes wonder why God takes the good ones out of our lives while some of the more vile creatures (the evil ex) in our lives still slither around. I did find out that the trial is scheduled to begin July 20th. I can't say I'm too happy about this, I just want it to be over for my daughter. It is so hard to have this bear on her heart for what will be a year in August. Wow, time has flown by.
In other news, Michael, a friend of mine, stopped by today and cut my yard. He has cut my yard for nothing for a few years now. He's pretty, and such a dear heart. His visit the first of the week caught me off guard, of course I was nasty myself, stinky, having a bad hair day, and top of that, the teen and I were having a argument, perfect timing, as usual! He has a knack for that...however, that kiss has stayed on my mind. I wished my New York baby would pay his girl a visit, and soon! I really miss not having love and affection, it's making me feel old and cranky, damnit! Perhaps I could steal some affection from the gardener?
Yes, it's been an interesting week, I nearly burnt down my kitchen and the next day I stubbed my right foot and broke my fourth toe, and it's still a pretty shade of purple!
I need a vacation...and a good roll in the hay!
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