Whew! What a relief- we in the Northeast USA are finally out of the heatwave. I never remember being in heat like that here- it was like living in a convection oven. 99 degrees at 11pm at night- ugh. I'm very glad to be back to 90 degrees and humid during the day, 70s and muggy overnight.
There's nothing like extreme heat to suck the energy out of a person-I'm sitting here looking at a house that needs lots of catching up on the chores! I suppose I'm not the only one behind on the blogging during the summer- I'll have to catch up on that too.
Next house, I want central air. ;)
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Monday, July 25, 2011
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
Where Is Caylee's Justice?
In case you live under a rock and haven't heard, the Caylee Anthony murder trial verdict is in and it's Not Guilty.
My reaction is pretty much like everyone else's on this one- WTF???? Now I understand that the prosecution didn't give a definitive cause of death, still- WTF? The kid didn't tie herself up in duct tape. Nor did she put herself in a bag and dump herself in the woods. Somebody did all that TO her, and I'm betting it's the same somebody who went out partying for a month while the Caylee was "missing".
True, being a tramp and a mega-liar doesn't automatically make one a murderer. But not telling anyone that your kid (whom you claim to love) is missing for a month? And she didn't come out and say anything of her own accord, either- it was the child's grandmother who made the call to 911. Only then did Casey admit that she hadn't seen her child for 31 days. Now me, if a had a pet missing for even one day, there'd be flyers all over the neighborhood and all the shelters would've been called. And here's a mother that didn't report her child missing till she was forced to. If Cindy Anthony hadn't called 911 to report Caylee missing, it's entirely possible (given this young mother's astonishing ability to lie) that no one would yet know that the little girl was dead. Wow.
I'm sure we'll be hearing plenty about this verdict over the next few days. I'm willing to be a big girl about it and listen to the jurors reasoning about why they did what they did. But I'm not expecting to hear anything that's going to convince me they did the right thing. And little Caylee lost her only shot at justice.
My reaction is pretty much like everyone else's on this one- WTF???? Now I understand that the prosecution didn't give a definitive cause of death, still- WTF? The kid didn't tie herself up in duct tape. Nor did she put herself in a bag and dump herself in the woods. Somebody did all that TO her, and I'm betting it's the same somebody who went out partying for a month while the Caylee was "missing".
True, being a tramp and a mega-liar doesn't automatically make one a murderer. But not telling anyone that your kid (whom you claim to love) is missing for a month? And she didn't come out and say anything of her own accord, either- it was the child's grandmother who made the call to 911. Only then did Casey admit that she hadn't seen her child for 31 days. Now me, if a had a pet missing for even one day, there'd be flyers all over the neighborhood and all the shelters would've been called. And here's a mother that didn't report her child missing till she was forced to. If Cindy Anthony hadn't called 911 to report Caylee missing, it's entirely possible (given this young mother's astonishing ability to lie) that no one would yet know that the little girl was dead. Wow.
I'm sure we'll be hearing plenty about this verdict over the next few days. I'm willing to be a big girl about it and listen to the jurors reasoning about why they did what they did. But I'm not expecting to hear anything that's going to convince me they did the right thing. And little Caylee lost her only shot at justice.
Saturday, June 25, 2011
Sad Furry Faces
People are mean.
A family up the street from me had two sweet little grey kitties. They moved, and left the kitties behind.
My next door neighbor has taken pity on them and is feeding them- I'm providing them with lounge/sleeping facilities (my porches). And every time I look out a window, I see sad little faces looking back at me, wanting to come in.
I want to let them in, of course. Even though I've already got 3 beasties in the house, I could make room for 2 more. I know the current feline residents would stage a protest, and I also know they'd eventually get over it.
My problem is money. Cat food, kitty litter, and vet visits for 5 cats is expensive. It's bad enough with just the three- I'd have to work 80 hours a week with five. (Note to self; buy lottery tickets.)
People are so freakin' irresponsible. It's not like everyone is issued a pet and must take care of it- one has to choose to go out and get a pet if you want one. So why bring a critter home that you have no intention of taking care of? It defies logic.
And so here I am, feeling guilty that I can't right a wrong that someone else did. At least it's nice and warm out now, and these kitties have food and shelter for the summer. I guess I'd better find a no-kill rescue for when the cooler weather comes- I sure don't want these two getting put down at the pound. They're both very friendly, and despite being turned out of their home, they still trust people.
A family up the street from me had two sweet little grey kitties. They moved, and left the kitties behind.
My next door neighbor has taken pity on them and is feeding them- I'm providing them with lounge/sleeping facilities (my porches). And every time I look out a window, I see sad little faces looking back at me, wanting to come in.
I want to let them in, of course. Even though I've already got 3 beasties in the house, I could make room for 2 more. I know the current feline residents would stage a protest, and I also know they'd eventually get over it.
My problem is money. Cat food, kitty litter, and vet visits for 5 cats is expensive. It's bad enough with just the three- I'd have to work 80 hours a week with five. (Note to self; buy lottery tickets.)
People are so freakin' irresponsible. It's not like everyone is issued a pet and must take care of it- one has to choose to go out and get a pet if you want one. So why bring a critter home that you have no intention of taking care of? It defies logic.
And so here I am, feeling guilty that I can't right a wrong that someone else did. At least it's nice and warm out now, and these kitties have food and shelter for the summer. I guess I'd better find a no-kill rescue for when the cooler weather comes- I sure don't want these two getting put down at the pound. They're both very friendly, and despite being turned out of their home, they still trust people.
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
R.I.P. Escort
It's official: my Ford Escort is dead. I killed it.
I didn't mean to, of course. I was out and about on a bright sunny day, and whammo! I hit another car at an intersection. Didn't see the oncoming white car for the glare. Thankfully nobody was hurt (although the airbag did beat me up a bit).
The damage to my car didn't appear to be all that bad, except that the airbags deployed. Since repacking them is apparently a costly situation, the car was totalled. Time to go car shopping!
I'll admit, my old Ford and I didn't always have a happy relationship- I had it for 12 years, after all. That's a lot of miles (and lot of repairs!). Still, there's something about a car that you've had so long that the driver's seat has a butt print that exactly fits you. I suppose I'll miss it.
But not for long. :)
I didn't mean to, of course. I was out and about on a bright sunny day, and whammo! I hit another car at an intersection. Didn't see the oncoming white car for the glare. Thankfully nobody was hurt (although the airbag did beat me up a bit).
The damage to my car didn't appear to be all that bad, except that the airbags deployed. Since repacking them is apparently a costly situation, the car was totalled. Time to go car shopping!
I'll admit, my old Ford and I didn't always have a happy relationship- I had it for 12 years, after all. That's a lot of miles (and lot of repairs!). Still, there's something about a car that you've had so long that the driver's seat has a butt print that exactly fits you. I suppose I'll miss it.
But not for long. :)
Saturday, May 28, 2011
Lessons Learned Online
I was reading a post on another blog about things the blogger had learned in his two years writing online.
It got me thinking-I've only been writing a short time, but after being online for about a decade I've learned some lessons over all.
It got me thinking-I've only been writing a short time, but after being online for about a decade I've learned some lessons over all.
- You really can't make millions in your sleep.
- Lots of people have cute cats.
- Every news site reports the same news.
- Spam is more than just canned meat.
- I have body parts that need to be enlarged that I didn't even know I had.
- People will say anything if they think they're annonymous.
- Be careful what you wear to WalMart.
- You have more "friends" from high school on Facebook than you every had real friends while you were in school.
- There are many talented people with videos on YouTube; unfortunately, some of them are talented at really weird things.
- Some celebrities just can't stay out of trouble.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Getting Brave With The Blogging
Okay, I did what all the experts suggested, and started a Wordpress blog. Yikes!
To tell the truth, it wasn't as daunting as I thought it would be. If you pick a host that has a one-click Wordpress install, they pretty much walk you through it.
One thing that made it a whole lot easier for me? I started on Blogger. Blogger is a great place to learn the art of blogging; everything is so sensibly laid out that you even the least computer-savvy person can learn to set up a blog here.
I may have started a new blog using WP (strictly because I think I might be able to sell it at some point), but I'm still a big fan of Blogger. It's so easy, and you can make such a nice blog- and best of all, it's FREE! I love free!
Though from a business standpoint it's certainly a good idea to own a blog outright if you may want to sell it in future, I will by no means be abandoning Blogger. It's a great blogging platform.
To tell the truth, it wasn't as daunting as I thought it would be. If you pick a host that has a one-click Wordpress install, they pretty much walk you through it.
One thing that made it a whole lot easier for me? I started on Blogger. Blogger is a great place to learn the art of blogging; everything is so sensibly laid out that you even the least computer-savvy person can learn to set up a blog here.
I may have started a new blog using WP (strictly because I think I might be able to sell it at some point), but I'm still a big fan of Blogger. It's so easy, and you can make such a nice blog- and best of all, it's FREE! I love free!
Though from a business standpoint it's certainly a good idea to own a blog outright if you may want to sell it in future, I will by no means be abandoning Blogger. It's a great blogging platform.
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Weird Dreams
Never ever does a dream of mine make sense.
Last night was no exception. I dreamed that I had a blue Ford Focus, and I kept trying to park it in front of my parents' house, but no matter what I did it wasn't right. I'd back into the space, turn the car off, and get out and check- and each time something was wrong. I was too far from the curb, or parked at an angle, or half-way in the driveway. Then I started pulling the car up, putting it in neutral, and pushing the car into the space. Time after time that didn't work either. Then I woke up.
Weird! And I didn't eat any spicy food before bedtime either.
I suppose if this dream has a "meaning", it's pretty obvious-trying the same thing the same way over and over will get the same result. I didn't need a night parking a car to tell me that!
Last night was no exception. I dreamed that I had a blue Ford Focus, and I kept trying to park it in front of my parents' house, but no matter what I did it wasn't right. I'd back into the space, turn the car off, and get out and check- and each time something was wrong. I was too far from the curb, or parked at an angle, or half-way in the driveway. Then I started pulling the car up, putting it in neutral, and pushing the car into the space. Time after time that didn't work either. Then I woke up.
Weird! And I didn't eat any spicy food before bedtime either.
I suppose if this dream has a "meaning", it's pretty obvious-trying the same thing the same way over and over will get the same result. I didn't need a night parking a car to tell me that!
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